Cancer returns, a breast cut off,
freezing rain predicted and more..
From the headlines of her life

A woman unlocks the door
and bends down to retrieve
her package dressed
in butcher wrap.

She hears the train
and turns her head.
At the eye's corner,
some berries, bird's wing and sun
swirl as one, shaping a siren
of jazz, lady in cardinal-red
silk castiing aside
the sorrow of climate and news,
matchlit burst of abandon
that will light a cigarette
she has not smoked in months
and torch a tower
of bills she has little
incentive to pay.

Ashes, ashes
all falling down

will scatter soon
when she leaves the box
laced-up in twine
and the wind's tongue stuttering --