Below Zero

Someone has stolen the mannequins

From the dress shop window,

Though thieves did not break in,

And according to police,

No one forced the door.

The owner of the shop

Works solely with his wife;

Surely they are innocent.

Small village , main street,

Mary, the Mother of God displayed

In half buried bathtubs…

O mannequin rapture!

Dusk comes early

To the faded storefronts.

S.K.