Melting into the sidewalk of the café while
he talks at her and she draws a nodding head.
There is the homeless man with his cap and coat
shaking a Styrofoam cup at her and she can’t complain.
Someone brings her iced tea and options
while she watches the light change from green to red.
She sees his words taking shape and floating
down the street with strings attached to them.
She sees her life before her in chalk drawings
and watches the rain wash her away.