Monthly Archives: September 2010

meteorological foreplay

Posted on September 30, 2010 by the jodi

Keep your sun-drenched days and well-oiled bodies. When the wind rips limbs off trees. Pushes cars across the highway. Topples small buildings. When the air is soft. warm. heavy. moist. When wind can kill. My body becomes slick, ripe, and tender. My every breath charged with electricity. When every breath holds bits of lightening and promises of chaos. When the sky darkens. the clouds hang low. heavy. full, with potential destruction. and the possibility… of annihilation. I wait, breathless, for … Continue reading →

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mama loves the broken things

Posted on September 25, 2010 by the jodi

When I was a girl we lived across from a parking lot. On the other side of the lot was a candy store, and just beyond that, the neighborhood pool.  The parking lot was where all the boys my age spent their days playing softball, stickball and handball. At night, the older boys came out leaning against the white painted brick of the candy store, smoking Marlboro reds and drinking Budweiser, waiting for the tough girls with stick straight hair … Continue reading →

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spooning mr. pants

Posted on September 16, 2010 by the jodi

Midnight. Spooning with Mr. Crazy Pants.  My back to the window where a gentle early fall breeze blows in. His body curled into me like a furry comma between my breasts, soft as a chinchilla; my chin resting comfortably on his head, pointy ears on either side of my jaw bone. He purrs. Quietly and constantly. It vibrates in my breastbone. X 1am. Still awake. Pants, still comfortably numb beneath my chin, breathes steadily. I try to tune into his … Continue reading →

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