Sarah Freligh
Special Issue: Triptych

Her Story: A Triptych by Sarah Freligh

Four nights straight the stranger sits in her section paying for cans of Pabst from a pile of tens. Friday night, they park at the reservoir and pass a silver flask, make bets on what’s Mars or stars. Next morning, he’s long gone, along with her purse full of tips and a new pair of panty hose.

A row of women standing in a line, the view is cropped to show only legs.