Monday, January 5, 2009

Can Opener


I can sit at a window for hours
I can knit a sweater for a century, a real warm one
I can sneak through the house with a pan of hot cookies
I can churn a batch of butter and stack 100 pancakes on the porch swing before sunrise.
I can frost a three-layer apple cake with corners as sharp as stone.
I can set the table for 700 guests without a fork out of place
I can reach through a microwave and feel the inside of the pork roast
I can wear the dress and still have room for pie.
I can have a cocktail with three olives
I can line the wall with my skin, its made of flowers
I can list the week in meals in under 30 seconds
I can hit the mark every time with a fly swatter
I can order a Bloody Mary just after noon
I can pump the longing with my own vein in hand
I can open your heart with a can opener
I can teach you the alphabet with my skirt down
I can drive the family car into the dam and hop up over the fence
with scissors in my hand
I can run with a hot casserole

This is a marathon of epic portions
This is a congratulations feast of microwaveable meatballs
This is a parade of jerky and pies
A parade of remembrance:

Remembering a time when there was no instant potatoes
A time before outer-space, a time before compressed diner tables
When daddy wasn’t flying around the moon, aiming to shoot down all the martians
A time when daddy made us cornbread and braided your hair and kissed you and you slept like a bird
You never had to wake up to make sure he was still there, there was no outer space.
The food took as long as food is
The middle of the hearth was not radioactive. The sides still cold and gelatinous in the crock pot.
What if you were in the microwave? What if it missed you heart? Your arms and legs singed with your frozen heart hanging in the middle.

The gravity on earth is not really made for the robot pop corn now is it?
We should just stick to the corn, on the husk, on the stalk, in the sleeves of paper standing like slender blondes in rows weaving secrets.

Friday, January 2, 2009

dog love


my sister got a new dog.
this is important news

Sunday, December 28, 2008

ouch, i think i found it.


Warnings:

Travel warnings
Product warnings
Weather warnings
Traffic warnings
Food warnings
Global warnings
Emotional warnings
Viral warnings

Oh dearest of worlds, i climbed a soft mountain and at the top was the most incredible view. i saw two whole continents, and the ocean between them and i had to wake up to remind myself not to be afraid. of the height, and the view, and the height and the view. And that i may fall. that i am falling. that there is no landing pad.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

kin





My sister came to visit us in kansas.

kansas xmas.

beautiful, strange, weather.

I made a thousand candies.
we wore the chocolate on our faces.
chocolate zombies.
ice storm

Friday, December 12, 2008

MAGIC


Today I went to the bank and I got involved with the two tellers at the bank in a conversation about how the world is really poor right now, yes, but it's ok because I just watched Harry Potter and it was Christmas in the last movie and he went to the Weasley's house and they don't have anything really, but they love each other and they got sweaters and scarves for x-mas and it was beautiful and warm and good. And then I said, yes, and Harry is also a magician, at which point, Ben suggested that "Magician" might be a derogatory term for what Harry Potter really is : A WIZARD.

Then when I left the bank, I looked at my receipt closely and the teller who had been depositing my checks accidentally entered an extra 800 dollars into my account.

**MAGIC**

I sat there for awhile trying to figure out what would happen if i just didn't say anything about it.

Turns out that sometimes all you have is honesty, even if your just a lowly magician.

p.s. I love you universe.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Snow Day




It's snowing.
I'm getting serious.
I guess it's time to grow up. Sounds fun.
This is what we ate for dinner on Thanksgiving. we had a lovely feast for two.
Then we went to the Bourgeois Pig for a warm holiday beverage.
There are some very sweet folks in Lawrence, KS.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

the house we are contemplating



this is what the house looks like now.

we are contemplating our desires.

of course we want a house.

but do we want it HERE?

We do what we can.

we are incredibly strong.
we lifted those trees just the two of us.

I thought it couldn't be done. But then it was.

Building a house. thats so much more than it sounds like.

*D