“Maria was waiting for the bus. Her body is cramped, like from the workday before and the workday tomorrow. Today during her shift, she stared so long at a toilet she cleaned that when she flushed it down with bleach, an irrecoverable part of her went with it. She shivers.” LonelinessGiving UpWorking ClassExhaustionThe Goodbye SongJanitorCleaning ServicesCustodianJanitors Who Write PoetryCleaning Lady Book:The Goodbye Song Source: The Goodbye Song