I’m the eccentric
at the wine bar
— corner table
that juts out
into foot traffic.
Italian wine. Day-
dreaming intolerably
of Venice. No-
thing seems right
except that I write
this. The table
next to me is
SALES (all
caps because
sales is very loud).
I’m a sales magnet.
Hand gestures are
important; must
meet inspection.
“January, I’ll pack a bag
in January!” shouts SALES.
