Monday 1/08/2007 12:46:00 AM

Down.

Frozen steps in front
of dark houses.

across.

pebbled streets
beside heavy mailboxes.

at the bus stop
on the curb.

doused in stones
from lonely walks.

the passenger counts
the chagne in her hand.

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