Monthly Archives: April 2020

I’d just as soon be a mouse In this world Squeaking my heart out Little bullet body Chippy tail Bright hungry eyes I’d just as soon live in the walls of this life Unseen ghost mouse with the run of … Continue reading →

And what was the third thing? Or did I just dream A more multi-faceted philosophy. After all, I graduated top of my class Having learned about love and death And maybe that other thing Which I cannot now remember. To … Continue reading →

As more time passes I am developing an advanced case of Cockatoo hair. It’s sticking straight up on top I mean I could tie a bow around it Which would look ridiculous on a grannie. Or I could wear a … Continue reading →

This afternoon was Sunny and a little bit warm. I was dawdling and doddering looking at green things Pulling up weeds Teasing the soil. Like I said, just passing the time When I saw something move between the stones A … Continue reading →

This is the difference between me and my husband If we have a disagreement I think so what He thinks oh my god I thought we were doing fine My life is over I stood upon a termite-ridden plinth Whatever … Continue reading →

I am damned I have a malevolent spirit who watches me in case I brag or crow or congratulate myself or compare myself Favorably to another And as soon as I make that kind of mistake which I will because … Continue reading →

When I was a freshman in southern parts Rebellious, artful and lonely bad girl Anxiously seeking men’s admiring hearts Bouncing with wildness and head all awhirl The Dean called me in and stared cold at me Madam, she said, you … Continue reading →

One of the pleasures of my life Is reading aloud To a little child Who still wants to look at the pictures And listens intently to every word Fascinated by the story In fact the same story that was read … Continue reading →

As more time passes I am developing an advanced case of Cockatoo hair It’s sticking straight up on top I mean I could tie a bow around it Which would look ridiculous On a grannie. I need a hat That … Continue reading →

I pride myself on being a good sleeper A real winner in the sleep contest With a shelf of trophies and blue ribbons, metaphorically speaking But once in a while I find myself Lying in bed awake Tired not tired … Continue reading →