Sharon Lask Munson
On Cobblestone
Tremolat, France
Perusing homes for sale taped to a realtor’s window, I trip, and stumble back into the gentleman scanning fact sheets over my shoulder. I feel the rough of his tweed jacket; note a hint of spice.
Oops, I say as I pause to steady myself, I thought you were my husband. He replies in excellent English, I haven’t that good fortune.
her face in the mirror
next time
a touch of rouge
About the Author
Sharon Lask Munson is a retired teacher, poet, old movie enthusiast, and lover of road trips, with many published poems and several books of poetry. She says many things motivate her to write: a mood, a memory, the smell of cooking, burning leaves, something observed or overheard, and of course, imagination. She lives and writes in Surprise, Arizona. www.sharonlaskmunson.com.