Girls’ Day Indulgences

March 3, 2011

Freezing March night;
steaming hot bath with
patchouli oil.
Ahhhh.
I am as cosseted
and soft
as a princess.

Just an observation

February 22, 2011

In the bath tonight,
my daughter puzzled over
my breasts.
What shape are they? she wondered.
I guess they’re round.
Then she cocked her head.
No, wait– they’re rounds that went
DOWN.

Ahhh.

January 29, 2011

Today was a pretty
spectacular day.
Live tv with my buddy,
drinks with new friends,
a sassy girly dance class
to wake up this poor creaky body,
and a Philly cheese steak with old friends.
I even scribbled in my journal on the train.
But none of that beat hopping into the bath
when I got home and the girl hugging my knees
and asking how her day was and hearing ‘Goooo,’
and asking what the bath salts were that were so
stringy
and hearing, ‘Phlegm.’

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