Fidelity by Grace Paley

Mabel

. . .
Mabel I don't know how to write this
poem which is after all a love poem
only about the way we often
looked at each other with something
like the plain pleasure of two women who
have guessed what it was all about
and wished they'd lived next door
for at least ten or fifteen years
maybe sometimes within a fifty-mile radius of each other
on a fast road

Day 21: #TheSealeyChallenge