Sunday, February 20, 2011

Three poems, but not really

GERIATRICS

Crying
Flailing
Temper tantrum
Wipe, wipe, spray, wipe
Roll over

It's bizarre to change the diapers
of an eighty year-old woman.


SNAP WEDNESDAYS | J

"Does this exercise make your legs hurt?"
"I-I'll let you know. B-b-believe me, I'll let you know."

"Do you like being one of a triplet?"
"N-no. I h-hate it."

"You did really well today."
"J-Jessica. C-can you m-make her c-come b-back?"


SENIOR YEAR

More time for baking!
More time for friends!

Anticipatory grief
Fighting to stay in the present
graduation.berkeley.edu stresses me out

Do friendships last when convenience and proximity are stripped away?

I de-friended thirty people yesterday
The criterion was, "Who are you?"

In one year, maybe two, definitely ten,
I'll be asking the same thing.

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