Today I met Ann Hamilton.

She’s playful and sweet.

She thanked me

for working on her 

sculptures

and wished me luck

with Life and Art.

Nevertheless

I felt like crying all day.

As I was cleaning buckets

the projector in my brain

was showing landscapes 

I had traveled through with Matthew.

On the train ride home

I kept thinking 

about the woman I met yesterday

at the 14th street stop.

She urged me to buy stocks 

of a company that sells LCD screens.

“This is real.

I’m only telling women.

You are going to be a millionaire.

We all are.”