As I said, we trekked to the Tulsa Cinemark to spy This American Life – Live! on Thursday. Sam was excited; I was more excited. We generally catch Ira on the weekend in the middle of some story about cannibal squirrels or middle-aged gymnast hopefuls. At these times, during the odd music break, Sam will […]
“All I Want” To be with my family To not worry where the money will come from. To feel secure Not worrying the baby will be sick or worse Or that we will end up destitute poor and uncared for.
“Taupe” They say our house is a shade of taupe. I don’t think it’s true. I say its more of an ugly brown the shade of baby poo.
Ballad of the Family “We are off” The captain shouted my grandfather might say and we were off misquoted by often yet he knew the right way to read the poem from the top of his head. And we would leave together.
“Love” I come home from work and you do, too and you rub my feet.
“Play Guitar” Listen to The Beatles Try to get back and emulate the great guitarists of other bands and times. Feel the blisters on the fingers (the calloused heavy fingers) Try to sing along with yourself (Harder than a car radio) and enjoy the music.
I failed yesterday, no real reason behind it. But here it is none the same. “Beads” Heavy on the neck with experience and years. And here is today’s: “Wed” So we decided to get married Early. We did not want to wait and yet we thought of missing the hubbub and sharing and cake and […]
“Friday” A day like all others. Today I will wake Waste time (Trash day The only difference) and spend time fretting Over low/no pay and dishes (always dishes) to be done.
“Memory” Wind whispers off Blue, The hammock sways gently blown I am happy here.
In deference to taste, I’ve self-censored this. “Dear God, No!” They sit there. Piled. Crusts of egg facing me the morning ritual. The dishpan hands The milk solidified Baby formula stench at unrinsed bottles and so I just say