Reflection on and reaction to Sign, by Trudie Homan.

Homan is retired, but not retiring. She holds a BA in theatre and an MA in
something else that also left her unprepared for her accounting career. How it
all happened is unclear but was actually not as dull as it sounds. Her poetry
is virtually unread and she is rarely published, but she performs it at every
opportunity, being a hopeless exhibitionist. Due to the left brain/right brain
issue, her interests are over the map. She is enabled by Fred. They divide
their time between Kansas City and Chicago.