November 06, 2003

Rain In Miami

So- now I understand the disappointment of the temperate travelers whjo end up in really wet places when the brochures said sun and sin

It's pouring the cats and dogs of the cliche

Wet
and poet like
the sky mocks me and my preoccupation with tank tops and skirts and cotton cargo pants that fall below the waist

the heavens darken and the firmaments shakes- and blah blah blah

I remain uninspired

I cannot seem to find my latest oral obsession
hot and spicy cheezits

they comfort me

will perhaps comfort me well into the holidays

I hate thye fanfare that crashes merciless onto us every november or so

thanksgiving
Christmas

I turn 31 on Christmas day

Wow
I was just 30 last christmas

funny how a year can do that
rack up the numbers

and I am fighting the stereotype

I have accepted being 30

but I still worry about 40

breasts
ass
toes

stretching
must mean I am growing. no?

How much more shall I grow before I start moving toward infancy again

who will care for me
quiet as my wom has been

perhaps will always be
mute
not singing like my grandmother's

nine lives emerging from her back
her belly
her hopes
pushing them toward

America
and Canada
and Germany
and Florida

My brother has a daughter
14 years old

my mother has a child 14

they do not know each other

eight hours away from each girlish room
and they miss the connect

two half white
half black babies

they look like each other

I am here
brooding
sort of

not quite
just holding a grudge against the warm rain
the sticky wet of not having sex

in the tropics
the cool hand of a stranger is often welcome

fear of me
and what I might become in this water falling from the universe,

Staceyann

Posted by staceyann at November 6, 2003 03:45 PM
Comments

Feeling alot like you these days..like I am watching myself be...not really experiencing life,owning my existence.I guess this is all part of the process on getting over the loss of someone you love.Just reaching out...holding your hand the best way I can today.Miss you kiddo.I think I will start writing again.Love and all that jazz...

Posted by: Rabbit at November 6, 2003 08:07 PM

that sucks being in a 'nice' place and it decides to rain. but ya know what's cool? vacationing in london in late october and it being sunny everyday. that is sweet.

Posted by: NaPpYnEsS at November 7, 2003 06:15 PM

it's raining pouring shake down in the sky. all the broken hearted women who've written, I feel you. A girl from Jersey did me in a year ago. it's storming out my window- California is in floods. gonna build me an arc and set to sailing till the night is over. morning is an ember- a white line firing up the sky. California won't stop crying. boo-hoo.

Posted by: thea at November 8, 2003 07:44 AM

But we really enjoyed your performance @ TFJL! Really, we did! LOL.

The different perspectives on the weather are really interesting. For us down here, it was probably just another day of rain. For someone hoping to see the sunshine we many times take for granted, the rain was such a disappointment...

I didn't even remember that it rained that day.

Posted by: J at December 11, 2003 08:09 PM