Wednesday, January 23, 2013



You’ve got class.
You’re no fool.  A
hectic teenage
week.  Alejandra
scaring everyone
with her belated
grand entrance.  So.
You focus quick on
fashion, its red
shirt, its denim
and khakis.  In that
order.  Keep the
mind at east with
such thoughts as you
swing open the war-
drobe.  It’s been a
huge year.  Or three.
But what commodity
have you to show for
it?  A breathless ease
that moans into a
gasp.  Could it have
been a decade ago?
You study the receipt.