Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Helping me get... Helpy

Not sure what's going on, 
but yesterday, after making dinner
I just didn't have any more energy 
So the kids put me to bed.

And then Scout sat on my feet
--To make sure I don't get up? 
To fart on my feet for warmth? 
So no one would wake me up?

And that reminded me 
when Little A was little 
and would say "Helpy" 
when he meant "healthy."

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Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Of Commutes

Our trees will soon be bones
snow-bleached death

their camouflage ripens
place, time

in the trenches of autumn
stars rent the sky

the monotony of brilliance
of looking away


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Monday, October 14, 2013

Monday/Vijaya Dashami


sleeping, dreaming of sleep
I'm a tidy lady of the rain
humming like a flower 
to the bees

in the hive of my eyes,
bloodshot as rubies
a vision belabors
free of gravity


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Monday, October 07, 2013

In Other Are You F*&^%ing Effing With Me News

I know you must feel terrible. I know I do every single day I drop my kids off at school. But Newtown people, it doesn't make any sense to raze your elementary school so another elementary school can be built on the same site. 

Over and over again at the link, the rhetoric is so that "we can bring our children home." I'm sorry. I'm sorry about it every day, but those children cannot come home.

Can you not use your resources on public health and education services instead and show the rest of us how to deal with and prevent those tragedies from happening?

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"in the end I want my heart to be covered in stretch marks"

While my sister spoke to me over the telephone, I spied a smudge on the kitchen counter and assiduously swiped at it clockwise and anti-cloc...