Sangiovese, five dollar bottle from Trader Joe's -
maybe six dollars.
I ride trains all day, reading catty comments from Morrissey,
turning back corners of pages,
catty comments of particular note.
My mom had a hysterectomy yesterday,
texted me she is doing well,
Snow fell this morning
It's been a long time since I have been touched,
have submitted to someone's hands,
felt some connection outside this skin,
I hold my jacket tight against the cold wind,
head home to blankets that I will cuddle with,
will try to,
the cold stronger than the various blankets
assembled on my bed