for you this is the season,
with its vision of a
new and hopeful woman
staring at the ceiling
in your kitchen, her
back leaning against
the just scrubbed stove, her
ankles bare and
crossed, a veteran
wineglass limp and
expectant in her hand.
for you this is the season,
with its vision of a
new and hopeful woman
staring at the ceiling
in your kitchen, her
back leaning against
the just scrubbed stove, her
ankles bare and
crossed, a veteran
wineglass limp and
expectant in her hand.