She remarried and had a second son; the marriage ended in divorce. She made her way as a bartender, waitress, and, more recently, part-time care giver for old people. She sold her own traditional portrait busts in clay, and published poems, one in 1997 beginning, "I am the woman who knows for sure that Bukowski's balls were bigger I am the woman who knows that he liked hot chilies in his stew".