Dirt sometimes it surprises me how much dirt gets under my fingernails the deep browns the flat blacks the urgent yells of green grime but I secretly love the two-step process of burrowing a nail under a nail and scraping out the grot then scraping out the grot again – the small collection of yuck… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 27
Tag: body
POEM A DAY – February 24
A Woman Now I remember when I was in my thirtieswhen motivation was abundant andmy muscles were always tender fromthe hard tearing in group ex Body Pumpclass at the women’s gym. I watchedolder women around me, judging their plumpbellies and soft arms, in awe of the stay-the-sameness of their bodies. I didn’tunderstand why after so… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 24
POEM A DAY – February 9
Monday Morning Reflection on a Sunday Evening Thing I Did (Maybe) It’s quite possible that yesterday at my friend’s houseas I was lounging on the sofa, and talking aboutBad Bunny’s Super Bowl half-time extravaganzaI stuck my finger in my ear and caught a chunk of skinunder my nail and then looked at it…all the whilecontinuing… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 9