I dreamed I was riding a unicycle
barely staying up
I swished the wheel side to side, twisting my body
It was hard to balance
and match my husband's pace
walking beside me
Plus
we were going up hill
***
I held my daughter's hand
as we walked to her day care the next morning
She called out to the pumpkins on doorsteps
And I saw a man on a unicycle
Cross our path
Effortlessly gliding downhill
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Monday, October 24, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
The first day back after vacation
She tried to kick me when I said it was time for bed.
But, I threatened to call in the Daddy for backup and she sulked upstairs.
The day care said she threw fits all day and didn't take a nap.
And when I finally sat down and listened to her she said,
"I was laying down in the bed and crying at Kim's house.
I couldn't find you.
And Kathy said, What's wrong?
And I said she's not here.
My mommy's not here."
But, I threatened to call in the Daddy for backup and she sulked upstairs.
The day care said she threw fits all day and didn't take a nap.
And when I finally sat down and listened to her she said,
"I was laying down in the bed and crying at Kim's house.
I couldn't find you.
And Kathy said, What's wrong?
And I said she's not here.
My mommy's not here."
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Peanut Butter in the Toaster
Why'd you have to go explore the toaster
What a way to burn the peanut butter
Stay outta there
Stay outta there
Why'd you go to paint your eyelids
With the black and blue bruises
Stay outta there
Stay outta there
I have no answer to your questions
I can't respond to your fit
Why'd I go
You told me not to.
That's all
that's it.
I close this room to you
Forbidden Kitchen
Forbidden
Do you hear
Stay outta there
What a way to burn the peanut butter
Stay outta there
Stay outta there
Why'd you go to paint your eyelids
With the black and blue bruises
Stay outta there
Stay outta there
I have no answer to your questions
I can't respond to your fit
Why'd I go
You told me not to.
That's all
that's it.
I close this room to you
Forbidden Kitchen
Forbidden
Do you hear
Stay outta there
Monday, February 7, 2011
39 x 3
Not all of the entries have pictures
But they at least have a name
Most have an age
And many have the way they died
Has enviable dark eyes, beautiful curls
She was hit in the back of the head with a bat
Then Multiply
There are 117 total if the site is up to date
Maybe that's not too many
Maybe we'll look back and say, "Less than 150. And then it was okay."
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