It was on my first of many elevator rides 

up from the basement floor

I met a woman with short, red hair and a leather jacket, 

who I only ever saw 

just this once. 

I don’t know whether I ever responded

when she spoke to me

or to God

or to the elevator door 

saying:

three years ago, now,

they had given her six months to live. 

saying:

three ye...

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