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mother

i have forgotten how to blog
write
do this thing
i used to

no more time
no more need maybe
real life trumps virtual
in all forms

in my craft house
first time in 4 ever
here i would hibernate
sun on all sides

in the winter
i have tense conversations with all
about the darkness
lights r brought in

my studio – playground – garden
organized chaos
a rich persons insanity
written on the walls

adele is blasting on my computer
loud as apple will allow
it is never loud enough 4 me
she n james = it

mothers spirit
travels through her
the one she loved above all others
this – she said – is art

the whole woman
perfectly real authentic beauty
political passionate
she

the one by whom all others r measured
real or imagined
dead or alive
mom

my mother had nick knack shelves
type setters trays
she bought tiny things
for the empty spaces

when i think of home …

waiting in the rain
adele blares
i will be ur remedy
another mass shooting

when the pain cuts u deep
my son in a blue lives matter t
as i merge into the black body
between the world and me

my mouth bleeds
new crowns on swollen gums
porcelain placed and pounded
perfect and numb

in nyack
u text
as talking has always
left u vexed

come on by
flys thru my thumbs
without thought
our love aint water under the bridge

the baby curled
on the cocoa leather couch
the code given
enter – again

u r with a man
10 years ur senior
20 years my junior
from my home town

he offers his hand
eyes down
he has been here before
somehow familiar

his mother –
he confesses
is bi polar
his dad dead

a swamp person
like us
he has survived
many fires

i take u in
ripped blacks jeans
on a starved small frame
let me photograph u in this light

ur arms now marked
like mine
ink stained pain
to define u

i read today
joyce maynard
adopted 2 girls
from Ethiopia

6 and 9 in 2010
14 months later
she gave them away
rehomed them

rehomed is a new word
spell check underlines it
makes no sense
the red dashes say

rehome – verb
to find a new family
for adopted children
on your own

20/20 – did a similar story
a heavy set – gay seeming
republican christian dad
clinging to his stoic wives hand

with tearful watery eyes
they told their tales
of troubled terrorist tykes
and christs redemption

i worry about u
my kid who rehomed herself
there in a strangers house
that somehow feels like your very own

now again in the ER
angry i know
that u feel pain
like all of us

and i know about it
in spite of all ur efforts
at radio silence
i hear

one adam 12 – i adam 12
see the girl
please
see the girl

PHARREL WILLIAMS

“Freedom!”

Hold on to me
Don’t let me go
Who cares what they see?
Who cares what they know?
Your first name is Free
Last name is Dom
Cause you still believe in where we’re from
Man’s red flower
It’s in every living thing
Mind use your power
Spirit use your wings

Freedom
Freedom

Hold on to me
Ooh don’t let me go
The cheetahs need to eat
Run antelope
Your first name is King
Last name is Dom
Cause you still believe in everyone
When a baby first breathes
When night sees sunrise
When the whale hops the sea
When man recognizes

Freedom!
Freedom
Breathe in

We are from heat
The Electric one
Does it shock you to see, he left us the sun?
The atoms in the air
Organisms in the sea
The Sun, and yes, man
Are made of the same things

Freedom!
Freedom

PHARREL WILLIAMS

PASSING STRANGE

NARRATOR:
I remember when I owned everything:
The Sun and the Moon and the rain
My domain
Stretched and yawned along the astral plane

The universe is a toy in the mind of a boy
And life is movie, too
Starring you
Your whole family’s the cast and crew
That’s a little secret between God and you

But ain’t it strange how it all makes perfect sense?
Once your life becomes evidence
The need to feel…
Love is more than Real

Because your mother’s love might seem insane
It’s ’cause she really knows everything
Too bad it takes so long to see what you’ve been missing…

(Love like that can’t be measured anyway)
Too bad it takes so long to see what you’ve been missing
(Love like that can’t be measured anyway)
Too bad it takes so long to see what you’ve been missing
Too bad it takes so long…

‘Cause the Real is a construct is a construct
It’s the raw nerve’s private zone
It’s a personal sunset,
You drive off into Alone.

Dear Theodosia

Dear Theodosia what to say to you
You have my eyes
You have your mother’s name
When you came into the world you cried and it broke my heart

I’m dedicating everyday to you
Domestic life was never quite my style
When you smile, you knock me out I fall apart
and I thought I was so smart

You will come of age with our young nation
We’ll bleed and fight for you
We’ll make it right for you
If we lay a strong enough foundation
We’ll pass it on to you
We’ll give the world to you and you’ll blow us all away
Someday someday
Yeah you’ll blow us all away
Someday someday

Oh, Phillip when you smile I am undone, my son
Look at my son
Pride is not the word I’m looking for
There is so much more inside me now

Oh, Phillip you outshine the morning sun, my son
When you smile, I fall apart and I thought I was so smart

My father wasn’t around
My father wasn’t around
I swear that
I’ll be around for you
I’ll do whatever it takes
I’ll make a million mistakes
I’ll make the world safe and sound for you

You’ll come of age with our young nation
We’ll bleed and fight for you
We’ll make it right for you
If we lay a strong enough foundation
We’ll pass it on to you
We’ll give the world to you and you’ll blow us all away
Someday someday
Yeah, you’ll blow us all away
Someday, someday

HAMILTON