vitals
[photo by the late, beloved Karen Wilkinson]
vitals
born 22,147 days ago
not dead yet
no fire in the belly right now but some rumblings
there was a writers conference at phoenix college yesterday
jana bommersbach read from her book about a woman unjustly lynched
beth kendrick described an exchange with her editor that led to rewriting; “the jell-o had set”
(personal: crystal gkill may be the subject of an acrostically poetic page)
five miles of walking in the warm afternoon led to a pre-sick feverishness
muscle spasming after bedtime led to a bad night’s sleep
hope has been a slowly rising variable for the last three weeks
(some wonderful spikes; some awful troughs)
judging from pre-campaign-trail shenanigans the country will continue to be run by baboons
…ellipsis…
life is good and wretched and huggable and golden and sewagey and puzzling and careworn and unblessedly existential