She Becomes

a solitary woman
in an Edward Hopper painting. A silhouette

on an empty
bed, she gazes out an open

window in a New York City
five-story, walk-up. Hair pulled

into a dancer’s bun, dressed
in a pale peach nightgown. Bare

thighs—this is not
loneliness. She becomes

in awe
of herself

and the world
in early morning.

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