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HopeHope wears red cowboy bootsgoes dancing at The Ranch on Fridays. On Saturdays she dances at Rodeo Nights where dance prizes are paid in beers. She smells like a gardenia on Fridays. On Saturday it's L'eau du Temps by Nina Ricci. She says she loves being single has no intention to marry. Hope eats barbequed ribs with slaw and collard greens at the Last Chance Diner just before the Jersey Pike crosses the Delaware. Hope works in a factory packing fish for export to countries she's never heard of. Sometimes she leaves little notes on colored post-its in the boxes with her address and phone number. Someone might decide to write or call. Hope dreams of hitting the Lotto. She'd share the money then take a trip to those countries unknown, meet soneone who bought fish and decide to write. |
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Issue #18, December, 2000 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.