MOM’S XMAS IN MAINE
--taken verbatim from a card sent to me by my mother
after “retirement” to Caribou, Maine


Dear Linda,
I simply can’t
get the pkgs. out in time,
they aren’t even gift-wrapped!

The house isn’t decorated,
the tree’s not up,
there are no drapes in the LR
and no blinds in my BR
(they’re ordered but still haven’t come.)

I have only 2 kinds of cookies made
& today I broke a big bowl in the kitchen
& pottery shattered everywhere,
& the cat’s driving me insane!

My cleaning’s done
& my cards are all sent.
Two neighbors brought me wreaths –
I hung one on the front door
& one on the window
(outside – it’s real pine
or fir or balsam
or whatever.)

I have 2 doctor appts before Xmas
my BP is 200 over 95
& I’m supposed to be having the dinner this year!

Merry Xmas!
Love, Mom

P.S. Don’t cash this
till after Xmas.
You’ll be able to buy
twice as much.

Mountain Wing Suit

Now I know that anything is possible.

Jump off the Edge!


http://www.biertijd.com/mediaplayer/?itemid=4262

Hey school swim-girl

(not that I'd say hey
or anything)

Quite truly amazing

the technique you
display

while not displaying

flesh

beyond
long swimmery legs

as you deftly
slip out

of those
pointy boots, those

tight black jeans

with the
glittery belt:

Whoops! there's the

undies --

slithering up & down
the oversized hoodie

somehow to emerge in a
sleek
spandex
swimsuit--

modestly: perfectly
intact.


That's me: the brazen woman

dripping naked on the
bench: who might could be
your grandma's age

Burt's Bees lotion
creaming into wet pores

swinging breasts and dimpled thighs
exposed freely

for no concern of yours:


skinned alive.


11.13.07

I have been enjoying visits to redravine.com
Recent posts by ybonesy were "doodles" of her thoughts on the airplane.
They hit the spot for me to start thinking like that.
I have been writing way too much seriosity. A little doodling is in order.