Poems by Vasiliki Albedo Bennu (Greece) Published in issue 40 of The Ofi Press
| August afternoon under a plane tree in Athens
While I engage with my fudge sundae she approaches with platitudes, compliments, tells me I look like that famous actress. Jiggling a fake bump, she’s the fourth seller to assail me: ‘ten children’ she says and extends two waxy red roses out of her grimy blue bucket. Roses I don’t want.
With my head in my book, I pretend I don’t speak Greek, but she insists points at my fingers on the page, jabbers about my fate. Pivot of hand, eyes hook. Her open, freckled face, a sharp incisor puncturing her smile remind me of my mother. I pat her bump, buy her entire bunch. |
Vasiliki has worked with renewable energy technologies and is writing her first poetry collection. She is a competing martial artist and has just moved to Athens.
Image: "Pregnant Belly" by Christian Glatz.