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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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the bridal bouqet

Posted on July 11, 2010 by the jodi

It was a lovely wedding in a neighborhood church that welcomes all possibilities of love. I’m not usually a big fan of weddings or anniversary parties or christenings or anything that reeks of well adjusted people having picture book walk happily ever after in the sunset family lives. But, the gospel choir sang “Kisses Sweeter than Wine“  and I cried, or rather, my eyes leaked. They were two people, utterly in love. I want to believe; in a small dark … Continue reading →

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