Tag: pains and gains
member name: M M.
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August 13, 2007 12:24 PM EDT --
The expensive red soft-sided twenty-seven-inch suitcase sits on the living room floor. It is as large as a piece of furniture - an occasional chair, perhaps, or an oversized ottoman. Composed of that indestructible, . . .
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June 20, 2007 09:29 AM EDT --
I'm deeply grateful he has stayed with me.
Or perhaps I'm just a charity case.
He knows my soul, my work, my life, my needs.
Hands me the Kleenex box before the tears
Start coming. So many . . .
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July 16, 2007 11:57 AM EDT --
A question. Someone hurt you, so deeply that you cried every night for hours after the rest of the household had gone to bed. You lost forty pounds in fifteen months. This was twenty-five percent of your . . .
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July 18, 2007 05:10 AM EDT --
Here is a question: how many people here take drugs in the category known as benzodiazepines? These wold include Xanax, Klonopin, Ativan, and (infamously) Valium. They are scheduled drugs (restricted access), . . .
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April 27, 2007 08:41 AM EDT --
Today, I feel that my entire life is borrowed - from what or whom, I don't know. It's not the right color (sort of tan and gray) and it doesn't fit - tight in some places, baggy in others. . . .
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June 12, 2007 05:07 AM EDT --
Don't tear me a(par)t.
My s(par)tan life (par)ts
Like a stream. It de(par)ts
As you close my a(par)tment door.
(Par)ts of my rusted (par)titioned self
Finally fail - the com(par)tments
. . .
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June 18, 2007 10:37 AM EDT --
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU KNEW YOU COULD NOT FAIL ?
I’d get that manuscript in the mail.
Spend a day living as a snail, slow
And leaving my trail of slime
Without regard to erasures . . .
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July 12, 2007 04:17 PM EDT --
Sometimes I have
and sometimes not.
It is the not that forms the knot.
We all know this. We are
born to this knowledge
as we tighten our fingers
to our mother's, as we turn
our heads . . .
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July 19, 2007 04:57 AM EDT --
I'm not asking specifically about the early ones, the ones that tend to be romantic, filled with flowers and dinners out and cards and carefully chosen gifts and the intimacies that follow. I'm . . .
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May 09, 2007 04:57 PM EDT --
I cry. I sob, endlessly and uncontrollably.
Sadness visited me today at work. An inconvenient, unwelcome guest. I went to the ladies' room and sat in a stall and sobbed. "Are you okay?" . . .
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May 21, 2007 03:30 PM EDT --
The reddish-pink Korean ones in bloom
Gone to seed, the common purple clumps
Now sere, brown - a shabby room
The reddish-pink Korean ones in bloom.
I think of sticks, of switches, broom
And childhood . . .
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May 15, 2007 04:37 AM EDT --
Hanging laundry on the line.
A warm, breezy day.
Pants and shorts are joined at the hip.
I use my mother's clothespins.
She died six years ago, a week after Mother's Day.
What do you do with . . .
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June 01, 2007 05:00 AM EDT --
He does not wander far away.
It's hard to make it down those steps.
He is fourteen years old today.
He does not wander far away.
He is fourteen years old today.
Outlived himself, according to . . .
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June 19, 2007 09:55 AM EDT --
There was an order to early spring bloom times in our yard as I was growing up: first the lilies of the valley, the tulips, the lilacs, the iris, and then the catalpa tree. We had one in our front yard, . . .
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June 29, 2007 01:38 PM EDT --
Summer days, sad surrender, spicy peppermint, leather cup
One of those summer days.
A night’s dream, if only I could dream.
When did I forget how to dream?
Was it some sad . . .
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May 21, 2007 06:03 PM EDT --
And as my boss said before I resigned, "Everybody's mother dies. Get over it."
So, it's that day. And I still have the magazines I was reading in those final days at the hospice, . . .
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May 30, 2007 04:57 AM EDT --
I awoke at two
Dreaming of three messages
On my cell phone: Work
Work, and Work - in red
Letters, the red of nightmares.
And then could not sleep.
The stuff of nightmares.
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April 27, 2007 12:52 PM EDT --
Woke up sad, barely
able to move, smell
of burnt toast and
the ashes of a bad day
already begun - my son
awake, three-thirty in
the morning. Panic
and pacing all night
and I was afraid the house . . .
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April 30, 2007 11:43 AM EDT --
And the forsythia blooms. I hope it is in the right spot this year, gathering all of the sunlight my shady yard has to offer. I've lost three of them. This time I am careful to follow the planting . . .
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April 25, 2007 12:20 AM EDT --
It is the butterfly bushes I mourn
most deeply
and the monarchs that will not come
because of that: the deaths lead
to absence, the guests invited
but the dinner unprepared.
It is the white . . .
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