in the morning she gets up,
searching for the sleeveless
shift he gave her before he left;
it’s so hot in her small apartment
even at 5 a.m. as she gets ready
for work, then remembering to search for
her sweater to wear at work,
where she will stand for the next
eight hours scanning groceries,
her frozen smile matching
the chill of the air conditioned
air.
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