Beauty’s a woman
with a triple nose-piercing
in a battered Chevy pick-up.
Outside Family Dollar
she waits while her 18-year-old boyfriend
runs in to buy her a pack of Salem Lights.
He comes back out 13 cents short.
She digs in her purse and finds a quarter with
green gum stuck on it,
then feeds organic mango sauce
to the baby that she couldn’t bear
to abort.
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