Propped under the lonely streetlamp,
she takes a drag of her cigarette
Cranes her neck  forward
A thin curl of smoke escapes through the orifice;
Glassy red lips.
 
She seems fragile against the light.
Transparent collarbones, 
slender shoulders.
A sinewy body,
Beautiful but tired.
 
The phone trembles in her pocket.
It’s him again.
She tosses the cigarette on the snowbank before clicking away in her heels.