Clothesline

Tall steel T’s in concrete
about twenty feet apart
three wires pulled taut
but she needs a forth

with another on the way
wet clothes lines sagging
in the sunny backyard
of the corner lot on Mariposa

where a city truck pulls up
workers dash to the Village Market
and out hop back to work
when she hears a wolf whistle

as she dangles bras and panties
diapers socks and a white sheet
from the lines to dry and she
wonders at such sun in winter.

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