Vignette 7

An African woman, hunched
a bit beneath her headdress
in cold, wrapped in a thin robe
and dress all patterned thoughtfully,
holds two frappuccinos
with caramel cream,
saccharine structures of
whipped ice, gold textured snow,
straws ready,
does not take a sip of either,
looks toward the grey
and snow-wet road,
seated west-facing
on the southbound bus,
calm, cool, steps off with ‘thank you,’
confident, accented Somalian…

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