a young
girl from Siberia tells me
through the garbled
drive thru
speaker
that cd rates are 5 percent
for five months,
with a minimum
deposit of twenty-five
thousand dollars.
thanks, i tell her.
she gives me a wide
country smile.
her face is pale
as if it's never seen the sun
and
she has blue
eyes that somehow
remind me of cold
snowy fields,
places
i've never been.
i tell her i'll think about it.
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