Author Archives: Karen To and Fro

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Every Day is Mother’s Day

Some people of course had mothers who hugged crooning love, little trinkets and sweets of charm and adoration. Some people had grandparents uncles aunts with fat laps full of kisses and stories, you know mine mostly died prehistoric. Some people … Continue reading

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Rainy Daze

I am mad today, indignant skyfemme I sweep the house turning on lightbulbs accelerating music till it drowns out the rain on the tin roof loud enough to make you crazy assuming you aren’t already because he left you, looked … Continue reading

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Drunk Night

can’t drink nowadays the liver thing but I got toxic once long time passing when we lived in a shack in the woods and drove a blue Chevy pick-up rusted through in important places the party was at this plush … Continue reading

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Genetic

I recently did DNA testing and found that I am second cousin to a calico cat, have three hitherto undiscovered children, and a grandmother 124 years old but lively for her age. We are planning a family reunion in July. … Continue reading

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United State of Me

Law #1 you will do what I say quickly poetically with a bready smile Law #2 you will collect swell songs of praise me as your only topic as in: I see your azure eyes lips like those things I … Continue reading

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Head in the Clouds

Today fog gulped me down, tight wrapped its arms like grandma woolies and snug cocoons tucked me into the top drawer of the bureau of investigation blinded and crumpled, could have been wars fought outside my window for all I … Continue reading

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Byroads

I took a long walk, just me and Izzy the cat. We walked across the country. When she got tired I pulled her in a red wagon like she was a princess, Princess Izzy. We started out in winter in … Continue reading

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Train Trip

I don’t know where I am going listening to the faraway squeal of wheels on the track counterpoint to my moonish dreams, a blurry slur outside my window as the train winnows on the rails rain blanched sunset on one … Continue reading

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You Know I’m No Good

Izzy ran out into the rain such a brave cat when she came home her fur was wet and she held a bird in her mouth a pigeon as big as a chicken, all grayed scragged feathers tiny head wrenched … Continue reading

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Sensibility

I am suffering an identity crisis having lost eyesight somewhere in the tangled woods across the street and misplaced my hearing around the corner left macarooned with taste and touch, shuffling among the pomegranates and rose petals and popple leaves, … Continue reading

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