I'm still reeling...vibrating...contemplating the incredible film I watched yesterday, Maggie Gyllenhaal's 'The Bride!' It is a...reckoning...a tectonic shift...a conscious critique of conceptions of the human condition moved by loneliness and exploding in outrage for place, voice, safety, friendship and love. I'd have definitely been on the 'take her tongue out' list had I been in… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 8
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POEM A DAY – March 5
Tonka Truck I saved up my allowance(wrinkled grey and white onescrisp pink and red twos…wishing fora brisk blue five) and yearned forgarage-sale saturdays, for usednovels, torn-cornered and spinecrusted, for Barbie clothes and singleplastic white heels with the toesteeth-marked, for marbles and micro-machines, for slinkies and stickers:I wasn’t looking for the truck. Bright yellow metal, as… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 5
POEM A DAY – March 4
*Gentle Warning:There is an expletive in this poem. Its contents describe a panic attack. panikattack in Ikea. my body undoing in the doing of buying, in the doing of being daughter-side, too many people, too many things, too much ‘this is how to live in spaces with things’, the lights daggering, my eyes double-visioning, lost… Continue reading POEM A DAY – March 4
