Kisses
She lost one
to gravel beach
littered with
shells, glass
and after (the tide gone)
she noticed sailboats.
She gave one for
a coat:
pious, worn
to church
but, winter
a short time
In her pocket,
the last
clenched by
long fingers.
5.14.2003
5.12.2003
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