2006
I don't recall her name.
I do remember I admired her
as much for inviting her best girlfriends
to the corner table at the Alibi
at eleven in the morning,
where she kept the pitchers coming
while we match serial numbers
and taped the torn pieces back together,
as for ripping up all the twenty-dollars bills
he tried to bribe her with
the night before while he looked on
in queasy disbelief.
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