Two business women, in the shadows,
scrunched under the awning of Nail Wonderland
considering alternate uses of shopping bags
holding dress shoes under their arms, semi-dry
their hair in disarray

They stand waiting for a break in the downpour,
sharing a single suit coat over their heads.
Much closer than most Wednesday afternoons would allow-
this forced familiarity, this thunderstorm intimacy.

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