Twice Told Tales

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Celeste’s boyfriend usually came to meet her after work 
they greeted touching lips
she kissed him with not very good shoes
scuffed up old black flats.
Celeste managed the Plaza Waldenbooks 
orders and returns
duties and tasks 
she didn’t bother us much and
didn’t join in our book-love clique.
Now it’s thirty years after Sibley’s closed
more than twenty since Midtown Plaza turned up its toes 
the recurring common kiss between pedestrian young people
and time is an enduring faith for me now.