snippet+poem

Marin, waiting for a car to stop, a star to fall, someone to change her life. They're getting married when she goes back to Puerto Rico, Marin's boyfriend. Marin, under the streetlight, dancing by herself, is singing the same song somewhere. Marin's skirst are shorter than ever, and her eyes pretty as green apples. the stupid boys who do pass by and say that get a look from Marin with a thought of not caring.