Monthly Archives: February 2022

The Age of Politic

I’m too trodden to be an activist. did all that marching stuff when I was a kid: ban the bomb, levitate the Pentagon, Fidel forever. Now I have baddish ankles & lack bravado, should just doze and dream of deathless … Continue reading

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Character Study

Just took a Facebook quiz to reveal my personality & disposition & past lives & it’s fucking awesome — I used to be Nefertiti & also Jesus Christ– I am killer thrilled but not shocked everybody is always saying how … Continue reading

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An Afternoon 1970

sitting on the porch air is humid, heat beats me dormant and I want to sleep my bare feet propped on the railing I am smoking Camels lit with wooden matches flail butts to the ground like butterfly cocoons cored … Continue reading

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Transit

if you walk the beach early sift dawn through fog a spaniel frisks in shallow waves one stoic man following the sand is cold on bare feet & briny washes up & eddies round I have time to look for … Continue reading

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Make a Wish

All I see are crazy lost cats, feral cats foraging in the park, street starving cats, lean meowing cats with sore paws, cats with broken teeth from gnawing on tin cans, sick cats with rheumy eyes and patchwork fur, cats … Continue reading

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Madtime

You know those pusses they scat around in frenzy they jump onto the living room drapes hang on with their claws screech bloody murder slide down ripping silk into gruelish shreds then bite you when you try to rescue them, … Continue reading

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Picnic

I flutter a plaid blanket onto Central Park grassland only a meager step from our rooms around the corner on 81st Street lift my pink and pale baby dressed in froth from her carriage—-set her down in the sunlight put … Continue reading

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Comparisons are Odious

I’m frowsy old hair hella frizzy with humid belly pluckish out big bosoms got no place to go boney feet not so springy I mean you can tell I made an effort put lipstick on at lunch I slideeyes at … Continue reading

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In Memoriam

My mother has been dead 15 years. Seems like only yesterday I sat by her hospital bed while she lay unconscious, pretty much oblivious ever since the doctor gave her that medicine that makes it so you don’t know you’re … Continue reading

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Playing Solitaire

I am by myself left husband and cat home. This is what I realize: alone I use a broom eat tuna fish on a muffin for dinner walk on the beach and when I see a dog I squat say … Continue reading

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