Shopping

Sometimes, when I
shop
at this little boutique in
STL
on Clayton Road

They open a bottle of
wine
for me to
sip
while I try on frocks
and blue jeans

Everyone knows my
name
even the new girls
Sipping, I sashay
in
and
out
of the dressing room

The salesladies remember
the girl I
was:
devastating, aloof--and they
marvel
at my accessibility now

We talk about hemlines and
tummy tucks
the wine tastes
crisp
like I am drinking
money