​tuesday by Esther Veitch Lyrics

four canvas bags of tomatoes
woman-spreading them on my seat on the bus
putting the tomatoes on the kitchen island
dicing them, boiling them, canning them
offering a slice to the cat
waiting for my husband to come home
remembering i don’t have a husband
sprinkling salt and pepper on a tomato slice
refilling the pepper shaker
feeding the cat
tuna fish.