he kisses her on the cheek
as she throws her crammed knapsack
into the backseat of her cranberry lebaron
she doesn't look in his eyes
he crosses the street
it's a one way.
he is holding a whole loaf of white bread.
he looks back across
to see if maybe she' s glancing too.
she is not.
her eyes remain pointed forward
he hangs his head.
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