Monday, June 23, 2014

Seasonal Criminals

There's something about
summertime sandals --
they're too much
to handle
when it comes to
the stench that
sweaty feet and
leather create.
My nostrils don't
celebrate or salivate about
the smell that emanates
from the partnership
that perpetrates
heinous crimes
against olfactory.

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Happy Father's Day!

Presents From Dad

He was so excited to bring "surprises"
home to us, whether it was a $5 movie
from McDonald's, Sam's Club chocolate
chip cookies, or a two liter of Dr. Pepper.
My sisters and I would laugh at him
and try to downplay his "treats," but it
was his simple, silly, contagious joy
that made the best gift of all.

Tuesday, June 03, 2014

Water Works

I basically have
two good weeks
a month.
The other two
are spent
tethered to
some form of
feminine sanitary
product or another.
The former
of the two weeks
is spent feeling
(and functioning)
like a leaky faucet
dripping rusty water --
which, at any moment,
has the potential
to burst into a
high pressure
water line rupture.
The latter is spent
trying to control
a situation akin
to a gushing
fire hydrant,
waddling around
with layers of
cotton wedged into
uncomfortable places,
and shaking my fist
at the great plumber
in the sky.