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I thought I saw
you on the street today,
a six-foot shadow
from the past.
You were standing
outside Starbucks,
looking in (though I
wondered why since
you don’t like
java).

I hurried toward
you only to find
a stranger
in a black blazer
standing where
you should have been;

he eyed me with
alarm then with pity
as I backed away
from him,

so I went inside,
ordered a
Caramel Frappuccino,
and cried in
my coffee.