Monthly Archives: July 2020

Things Unsaid

vultures have a bad name carrion eaters, scavengers and so on my mother-in-law with dementia used to say and so on when she could not articulate details and needed you to fill in the blanks. I see vultures, the Vermont … Continue reading

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Good News

There is nothing better than A good dog, a fat cat and a baby I didn’t find out until lately That you could have all three At the same time Now I am contemplating adding A guinea pig.

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Home Improvement

I made my husband Prove his love In a million ways I said It is fine with me if you have sex with someone A very good idea, I insisted Then I left him alone with a woman. When I … Continue reading

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Self Defensive

Woke up one day scared Here I am: old lady End of a dirt road Don’t know karate Kitchen knives are dull Neighbor is deaf Cat is a coward So I said to my husband I want a gun Bought … Continue reading

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Detroit Blues

We flew to Detroit for a tricky operation on my husband’s heart Hadn’t been back since 1965 When the city roiled with prosperity Skies smoked dollar bills and Roving enterprise men drove Cadillacs down wide esplanades Hived out in skyscrapers … Continue reading

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Family Tree has Problems

If you put me in a room with my grandparents I would not recognize them. They expired early Or were banished Or vanished I am not exaggerating. Gazela died two decades before I was born The gall bladder operation was … Continue reading

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Unspared

My father died in our spare room Where he had been sojourning Getting weaker Until eventually he stayed put and His skin turned to buttered wax. In dying my father was silent Didn’t ask for even a sip of water. … Continue reading

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Spin Me

Oh Lord Spin me a carousel I ride a speckled horse Upside down on the merry-go-round Spin the top, gyroscope me Lord Send me to heaven Tigers rampant on the sword Ride me oh spirit Spin me Spin me Ride … Continue reading

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Like a Grandfather

Sundays Tom minds me, mama wandering: I toddle through his rooms eying girl pictures, so curvy, plump red lips all smiles puffy lovely negligees: in old photographs Tom holds my hand in front of our apartment building; digs sand with … Continue reading

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Self-Portrait in Mirrors

Over the years I have stared at myself In the mirror, seen Millions of reflections Of four-eyed me, millions of Glances and sly misdirections. When I was younger I looked into A smoky mirror Dimly lit by sconces I kissed … Continue reading

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