October Poem by Brianna Most

She stands shivering
in the autumn night
beyond the noise of the bar
phone to her ear
cigarette burning in her other hand
He sits in his car
at the gas station pay phone
the radio turned low
playing Jazz
She paces back and forth
against the cold
notices her reflection in the window
turns away
he dosent know why he called
she wishes he hadnt
they have nothing more to say to
eachother. Neither is willing to hang up.