Saturday, March 23, 2013

Misspeak

Stew
a head
of cabbage garbage
in-certitude
curtained disdain.

Yellow is gold
is lemons
yellow is pages
is journalism
is cold Englishman's lyric

she says
planes, and trains
--not kind to my migraines
it rhymes, write the poem
I say

elastic-electric
forced
forged faked
shudderin' end
ex-tension
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Thursday, March 21, 2013

READ. THIS.

So You're Tired of Hearing About Rape Culture (A Rant)

It starts:

Someone asked me today, “What is ‘rape culture’ anyway? I’m tired of hearing about it.”
Yeah, I hear ya. I’m tired of talking about it. But I’m going to keep talking about it because people like you keep asking that question.

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Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Daylight Savings

Clocks: imperiously rude
Hands gesturing for attention
Somehow continuously staring
Yet yawning emptily before you're even done

Any sun soaks you in warm syrupy attention
while nudging you towards the door
tells you she is yours real until
bruises become nightfall

Winds open. It's a hoax.
They close like a bridle.


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Monday, March 11, 2013

Snatch Dispatches

Big A and I went to see a student production of The Vagina Monologues this weekend. It was an amazing production with student-scripted passages and made even better because we were sitting with  two of my work friends who were seeing it for the first time.

What happened: Big A and friends were talking about how they'd read excerpts of The Vagina Monologues before but hadn't really caught the show.

What I dreamed that night: That Big A was telling my friends that he'd read "snatches"of The Vagina Monologues before.

I nearly peed myself from laughing.

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Sunday, March 10, 2013

Vignette

Invisibility
Stands at the street corner
begging from indifference

Lightness
is her weight bearing
down the breath in my chest

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Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Mine to Change (Cha-ching)

Nu likes to belt out Metric's Breathing Underwater,  warbling away, all five years old and angsty, substituting her own words at will--including making "mine to change" into "Cha-Ching." Yes, we think she's enormously cute.


So we're good on finding funny kids, but we're having some difficulty with homes. For some reason, we're having difficulty reconciling ourselves to the loss of our old kitchen (up, above) and assimilating to our new current one (down, below--it gets us so down).




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anticipatory story

my mother is old, my father older the hopes in my heart older too  I will them to come back daily the way every day shows the way every day ...