Saturday, April 28, 2012

our dirty roommate

when you love a dog
it doesn't matter that their
breath smells like garbage

or they have cornflakes
coming out of their eyes or
dreads on their tuchus

Thursday, April 26, 2012

a new mother cries at the drop of a hat

we watch each other
in the wavy mirror and
you see that i am

crying warm spring rain
tears and so you laugh and laugh
and then i laugh too.

Friday, April 13, 2012

the fly

you won't believe this,
but here goes : i'd been trying
to kill the fucker

for three days, at least.
his relentless buzzing left
me delirious

and had my cats on
sleepless high-alert. so,,,
he landed beside

the sink, on the rim
of a recently washed glass.
fucking brazen, right ?

"you fucking piece of
shit. you torture me for days
and now this ? marring

my stemware with your
fucking filthy feet ? are you
fucking kidding me ?"

i watched him clean his
mandibles with his legs, not
a care in the world.

what could i do ? i'd
been bested. it was time to
'let go, and let God.'

now for the fun part.
i came back to the kitchen
five minutes later,

and what do i find ?
a shiny green buoy in
my coffee. Amen !

Thursday, April 12, 2012

as it is

you were in my dreams
before you came. to be clear,
it was a portrait,

not YOU in the flesh.
because in the dream, you were
grown and gone, and i

was old and lonely.
you sat, smiling that chipmunk
grin of yours, your cheeks

full, your hair a blend
of ash and umber. and your
eyes -- deep and dark, like

Flow Blue china plates.
what struck me, though, was your teeth.
tiny white chicles,

cutting through your gums.
such a detail is often
missed in my dreams, but

there they were, peaking
through that perfect smile, above
that morsel of chin.

and here they are now,
biting my finger, as you
squeal and kick your feet.

Monday, April 9, 2012

yay !

having one of those
days where everyone/thing
is pissing me off.

Sunday, April 8, 2012


i watch him run cold
water over martini
glasses. "remember

when we used to store
them in the freezer ?" i said.
"... we were so fancy."

"yeah !" he replied as
he poured, "but you're forgetting
how many we broke."

bullshit pets


Friday, April 6, 2012

time only moves forward.

our magical
angel from space was born five
months ago today.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

just a thought

he says, "i'm so sick
of seeing fuckin tight pants";
i think maybe you

should put the 'fuckin'
before the 'pants' instead ? but,
i'm drunk so who knows.

mistakes were made.

donuts : the breakfast
you can taste all day. churros :
get ready to barf.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

your one redeeming quality tonight

that tasty bit of
hairy sweetness that peeks out
from beneath your shirt

Monday, April 2, 2012

wax and wane

sequins stitched just
perfectly onto little
fingers that dig just

perfectly into
my skin. i clip and collect
them, marveling at

their tininess, shape,
and color -- crescent moons in
the palm of my hand

Sunday, April 1, 2012

rattling around my brain tonight

a vague memory
of Mom bugging Dad about
staining the club house.