At California Pizza Kitchen I saw Beth Holloway Twitty.
She looked like hell.
She looked like birds were roosting in her hair.
On New Year’s Eve I saw Gennifer Flowers.
She was singing at a jazz club.
She was draped all over the piano.
At the Yazoo County Fair I saw a girl in a teddy bear t-shirt.
She was leaning over next to the tilt-a-whirl.
She was vomiting into a Kentucky Fried Chicken bucket.
