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The Bakery
Gabriel Duncan

His picture
was taped
to the counter.
It was just below the register:
solemn, in a black top-
hat, with folded hands.
When I asked her who it was,
She told me, "Bey."
Her eyes looked old, then;
the eyes of someone
who had seen enough
and decided it was
the safest. To be
behind the carrot coconut muffins
and the pumpkin pies.