White Butterfly
By
Radiance Angelina Petro
At the red light,
a woman in the car
next to mine—passenger side—
turns her head,
our eyes meet,
she rolls down her window
as if she wants to say something,
I roll down mine,
she opens her mouth,
(and I swear this happens),
a white butterfly flutters
from her mouth, and rises into the sky,
she stares at me a second,
rolls up her window,
the light turns green,
she drives away.
I swear, I swear,
I saw this happen.