A Poem for Anne

Anne Beatts (February 25, 1947–April 7, 2021)

photo of Anne Beatts by Mikul Robins — collage by the author

I pitch a sketch

“No, that’s not funny” you say “What else you got?”

Then you have more wine

I have more wine

We all have more wine

In the early aughts the drug of choice had mellowed into fermented grapes, crackers