Why Loiter

Book, phone, keys
Shoulders back, walk in
Through the revolving door –
A table for one, please.
Pause.
‘I think we could fit you in.’

On the way to the table
Near the swing doors leading to the loo
I cut him off –
What about that one,
Near the window?
Longer pause.
‘I suppose it is still quite early.’

Small victories, when you are a woman
Eating on your own.

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