12 January 2012


I can do a lot of things:

type with my eyes closed
make cornbread from scratch
dance in high heels
sing a baby to sleep
drive drunk

If I want to, I can learn to

fly a plane
speak Portuguese
create award-winning floral arrangements

Here's where we abandon hope.  I cannot

take back what I said to Marianne, Summer of '76
grow an inch taller
live my life over
make you love me
have another baby
predict the future

Truth is:  I am okay with the whole thing.  Purring....