business
when she puts on her yellow raincoat.
an unfashionable
slick affair,
with black metal clasps.
old school rain gear.
then on goes the hat
her hair, unbrushed,
balled up inside.
no make up.
boots.
she grabs her purse and dashes
out the door
i'll be right back,
she says.
i'm out of stamps.
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