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Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Chicago Poems. 1916.

119. Trafficker

AMONG the shadows where two streets cross,

A woman lurks in the dark and waits

To move on when a policeman heaves in view.

Smiling a broken smile from a face

Painted over haggard bones and desperate eyes,

All night she offers passers-by what they will

Of her beauty wasted, body faded, claims gone,

And no takers.