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.