Save the Bath For Last
His best friends were told he never learned to swim because his mother tried to drown him; not as an infant, not due to post-partum depression (this was the 40’s and 50’s, that diagnosis did not exist), not due to hatred, but due to numb hands from the 6 other baths she had to dole out every other night, causing her to not know her own strength, or self-worth.
Don't Lick the Car
At my parent’s home, I walked past their microwave, being used as a landing pad for a magnetic hummingbird. Par for the course, it wasn’t just a flat, one-dimensional magnet. It was a full-fledged, close to life size hummingbird with wings in full flight and flaccid tongue emerging from its beak. I was compelled to touch the projection in the presence of my Mom. “You just had to touch it, didn’t you?” were the only words she uttered as she stepped out onto the deck, nary a second of eye contact.
Nostalgia, Meet Zen
Track 1: The first kiss between my parents witnessed by my cognitive self was at a Neil Diamond concert. As an 8th grader, was the bottom tier of fashion, wearing a knock-off Panama Jack light blue long-sleeve t-shirt from Ventures with “jeans” in the flimsiest sense of the word, in that they were made with denim but missing a zipper and button, flared along the waist with full-on ruffles, and a built in belt, to ensure I was never invited to a sleepover.
He fell on July 19th, 2019 while walking the damn dog. After people in the 70’s fall and break a hip, their life expectancy is typically three-to-six months. However, the end did not begin with the fall. His gasping for life began years ago, perhaps even before I was born. Smoking didn’t help but innate self-uncertainty, insecurity, unfulfillment fueled the breaths of discontent.
What Grows in Your Garden?
The backyard gate swung open. Helen’s first gaze into our inner-city oasis was met with palpable awe at the sight of our new fixture. “When you said it was unique, you weren’t kidding.”