by Tessa Scoffs
From my office window I can see the county jail. I see the prisoners being let on to the roof as the sky turns from dusk to dark. My mahogany desk is cleared of papers and paperclips. I pull open the floor length window drapes and snap the light on - I am illuminated. I lie down on the desk, hike up my skirt, and slowly unbutton my blouse. I wonder, can they see me?
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