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She hollers out the door
like an economically-challenged whore
hawking for business from tight-assed
businessmen strolling toward the parking lot
all the while they sneak a peek
at her lengthy curls blowing around her neck
from the air conditioning inside --
imagining themselves a strand of hair
twisted around her blouse’s top button
when pulled, pops from the pressure
in a zipper unveiling of free-sample stares,
but not this time as the building inhales
her presence again with only windows
offering hope of a glimpse, a silhouette,
a memory when hot air boils
out heat waves from an opening car door.

Diane Webster