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Grocery Bag
She struts wearing a pale cardigan,
carrying a grocery bag of cucumbers
slung over her shoulder like a purse,
so gracefully through the parking lot.
A bright gray careful glance finds me.
Dark hair sways in the subtle breeze.
She presses keys and beeps her car
and forgets me forever as a stranger,
indeed annihilating my reverie to love.
