Her small name tag included only her first name:

Mary Beth  

 

Her khaki slacks, balled up next to the bed were 

remarkably clean, considering her work

 

Her hair- rust colored curls, 

cascaded across my pillows

 

I promised I would bring her a sandwich to the zoo

tomorrow:  pastrami,  no pickle   

 

I promised myself to take a mental picture

as I have seen angels so rarely these days 

 

 

 

 

 


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