Thank You, Capetown

Thank you for....
Calling me sista.
Hearty claps overhead when our team scored during a rowdy game of pickup soccer.

Thank you for...
Rock-crashing tides, bluebird skies and natural beauty that doesn't seem to match your urban style.
Your inspiration as you try to slip beyond battered days of apartheid and walking these streets as one.
Deep, strong espresso

Thank you for...
Dear accented grannies on seaside walks.
The glue stick.
Gay boys in D&G sunglasses holding hands in Waterkant.

Thank you for black women playing golf. In capris. With their daughters.
For wrapping your open, South African arms around me just when I needed it.
You truly were my weekend.