“You’re on the shelf.”
Said her downstairs neighbor, sixty year old Mrs. Sibales.
“Don’t you want kids?”
Asked her childless coworker Joe.
“Being alone when you’re old sucks.”
Said her widowed and childless aunt Angelica.
“Don’t you get lonely?”
Asked Lauren, her roommate’s girlfriend.
“You’re not getting any younger.”
Said Mr. Garcia, her father’s business partner.
“Don’t your parents want grandbabies?”
Asked Nita, her nail lady.
She tried to play it off, but at night she wondered,
Was she too ugly?
Was she too blunt?
But the stars only provided cold
illumination without answers.
August 9th prompt – Tell Me Where it Hurts by @j.r.rogue