In the Teller’s Laugh

~ Byungafallgren 
In the Teller's Laugh

On an autumn day, at the teller's desk,
I ordered a book of blank checks
and asked her about the fee.
The young woman's eyes swept over 
my salt-and-pepper hair and explained:
"If you are senior, it is free."

I raised my eyebrows
and nodded; "Oh, I didn't know.
I've never been this old before."

She laughs like a braying horse.
the expression on my face must
have been that funny, like a woman 
who has just awakened to find 
she is no longer young; or,
like a woman who has known
all about aging long before and now
finding joy in odd moments. 

Byung A. Fallgren

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