Monthly Archives: June 2020

My husband likes my feet Which are flat and bony and useful For moving and shaking At least they were But I have been having trouble lately My ankles feel stiff and My left foot hurts when I run Doggedly … Continue reading →

I entertained today For the first time since Our isolation started A couple came for lunch, old friends We circled gingerly around one another Keeping our distance No hugs, no kisses. We stayed Outdoors with a breeze sweeping everything away … Continue reading →

I feel like a fashion model today Because I got a haircut After three long months That made me remember why I never grow my hair out. It hung like frizzy tassels With mean street cobblestones beneath Made me wish … Continue reading →

I say this about fathers I had one He was smart and funny He loved my mother but Had not much interest in children My mother told me so when I was a kid When I said, daddy is nicer … Continue reading →

I was scheduled to talk about the state of the world But I feared that I could not get through my speech without Saying fuck you to the audience Fuck you all to the moon and back. Perhaps I should … Continue reading →

On a very hot day When you feel all baked like a brioche When you sweat every time you move Or breathe I like to stand in the lake in front of my house Up to my neck in cold … Continue reading →

After the long winter I was so anxious about my houseplants That on the first warm day I carried them out to the porch I said to them Now you will be happy They looked at me quizzically It still … Continue reading →

I went kayaking today In the late afternoon My kayak is red like a fire engine And bobs and ducks on the lake When I paddle fast it slices through the water Dicing like a knife The sun was hot … Continue reading →

I was tired But not sleepy I twirled around in bed aimlessly Until finally I surrendered And got up Creaky like, not happy to be awake Freaky to be all askew with time I like to sleep at night and … Continue reading →

I have always prided myself On my open-minded attitude Because when I was young I slept with black men And liked it At least as much as I liked sleeping with white men Which admittedly wasn’t much. Plus I was … Continue reading →