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Experience comes at a cost 
money is not the currency
the weight of useless titles
are now disgarded avidly

the sun 

tastes expensive here
like the stigma of saffron; 
I open my palms to the eyes 
of some strange royal God

who pretends not to hear me

love and life 
slip through the fingers
like sand 
the hourglass is turned upside down

a challenge

challenges now shed like worn out novels
unwritten words slipping silently 
between the sheets like expert lovers warmly known, 
sensuously undressing pages until they’re naked

a kiss 

I turn my head in this dream
I’m not looking for clocks
and as I glance back 
ahead of me I see my soul 

accepted

slip silently out of me 
like this body is empty tupperware
and what lies behind me 
hollow and unnessary 

melting away
into you 
between the lengthy 
unspoken sentences


Candide Diderot. ‘25

On Our Silver Anniversary: Love Does Not Boast, But It Does Take Notes

Twenty-five years 
since we agreed to this and still,
I vow to be there,  
just outside your line of sight,  
as you confidently mispronounce quinoa,
as you decide, again, that the best way 
to check if the pan is hot  
is to touch it.  

I vow to say nothing  
as you eyeball the rice-to-water ratio,  
as you insist the foundation holds weight,  	
as you press snooze believing 
time is different for you.  

I vow to remain clogged-drain quiet
as you tell the plumber,  
No, I got it. 

As you grab the Tupperware  
stamped Do Not Microwave.

I vow to never stop you,  
never correct you,  
never intervene— 
just smile softly, 
like god’s understudy 

only to exist,  
always,  
just beyond your reach,  
a presence, a history, a silent witness
to your worst ideas,  

like a Liberty half-dollar trapped in a garbage disposal,  
like a key locking the door from the outside.

I Dont Talk Human

She never cleans me
I thought he might break down and do it
Because I have seen him wash up the microwave
And yesterday he rinsed the sink

I am smelly, sticky, and irritated.
There is crusty gunky stuff in my basement
Drips of ketchup and syrup have hardened on my shelves
I feel disrespected, dishonored, disheveled
And I am disgusted

Here he comes to get something
If I could hide it I would,
Maybe it would force him to clean me
Deep sigh as he rumbles around in the Tupperware

He finally locates the cheese that he wanted
Why don’t you say something? Milk demands.
I don’t talk human, I tell him.
None of the refrigerators do.

want my sibling to have the best

every game was about baby, the theme is pink and gold
the giggles and laughter by women, never get old
the jokes are hilarious, this baby shower is a delight
mom and I will talk about it all through the night

diaper pins were not easy to find, but we did it
the kidding was crazy, as was the game with oven mitt
hilarity was as fun as Tupperware parties back in the day
I do not know myself, but believe my auntie Kay

we got to guess the sex, which was fun, but redundant of course
the pink and gold theme was not meant for a unicorn horse
I never knew mom’s friends could be this much fun at all.
What a marvelous party to have; I had a ball!

cloth diapers were not easy, and we painted onesies too.
Most of the partygoers chose pink, I chose a royal blue
I want my little sibling to have the best, and lots of color.
Whether she be a sister or a sweet chubby pink brother.

Where Oh! Where

Here I stare in despair.
  Searching for lid for my Tupperware.

  Containers of all shapes and sizes.
  But not one lid arises.

  OH! You might discover a hidden lid or two.
  But cannot find one that will fit for you.

  Someone help me! I beg to know!
  So please tell me, Just where did they go?

  If you believe life just isn't fair.
  Remember we all must share the same despair.

Kokopelli:Libretto the red strings

14 eggs
2 1/2 tsp. of salt
2 1/2 tbsp. of vinegar
8 cloves of garlic
2 korean green peppers
1 redli
4 green peppers
1 1/2 tbsp of sesame seeds
1 cup of soy sauce
4 tablespoons of crown royal
1/2 cup of honey
2 tbsp. of sesame see oil
2 tsp of chopped ginger root

Hard boil eggs 20 minutes. Peel after ice bath.
Peel eggs in a bowl.
in a sauce pan add all ingredients except eggs.
bring to a simmer, remove from heat
in a tupperware bowl add marinade and eggs. cover and
let sit for one day.
10 cups of cooked ramen noodles
4 cups of shredded roasted pork or chicken
4 cups of shredded carrots sauteed in olive oil
4 cups of  sliced ake mushroom and
sliced button mushrooms (sauteed in olive oil)
1 cup of steamed green onion julienned (sauteed in
olive oil)

mix veggies
top noodles
sprinkle on pork or chicken ( or both)
add both egg and egg broth
serve warm!!

No More Tupperware Ladies

I am a frozen bowl lady! A frozen bowl lady!
I will come at your call, to fritz your icies, Said Sadie.
We did not understand at all, not living in mom-at-home-times.
It’s like the Tupperware lady, said someone else, My Auntie Frimes.

You would have to live back then and see their rallies, she said.
We chanted our song up and down, at the back of each other’s head.
Went from house to house selling plastic keepers with lids.
Until women went to work and the company fell on the skids.

Estate Sale

Advertised as an Estate Sale
Which I took to mean
Not just yard sale discards.

Here are some 
Of the things you could obtain:

Aluminum baking pans
Plastic punch bowl
Four segments of track from a train set
Discolored tea-towels with embroidered edges
Christmas themed throw pillow
Velvet painting of sailing ships
Flimsy dollar-store wall mirror
Cheaply framed picture of Jesus
A used tire with "free" sign taped to it
Tupperware, a bit stained
Tiny shelf for back of toilet
Chipped bowls and plates
Mismatched spoons
Wobbly lawn chair
Book club mystery with coffee cup circle
Bread basket, slightly crushed
Half a box of staples
Cookie tin, rusty inside
Fragile teacup with handle glued back on
Melamine resin plates
VHS tapes in sun-faded boxes.

The leavings of a life
Can certainly be sad.

Friendly New Neighbors

Oh, you are new in the neighborhood!
I will have a party for you! Sheila said.
A Tupperware party. She was the dealer.
Okay, um…..I guess I would have to buy something.
There were only two of us.
Her and me. 

We were next invited to their home for a barbeque.
A great way to meet the neighbors! She told me.
There were no more neighbors.
When she and her husband began strong-arming us to buy a time share
I think we guessed why.

When God Was Younger

When God was younger than today
Before the time of dinosaurs and eggs
There were many things to be invented
It was almost like magic the way He worked

What came first you might imagine
Angels, heavens, planets or Tupperware
Creation is waiting in the cosmic mystic mist
Electric matter will scatter on the future tour
Kaleidoscopic explosions will break the night
Future worlds will burst into the sunlight

God made fireworks long before the Chinese did
Don’t tell them as they might get annoyed

Who has time for sleep when you are God
Who rides the voids with nothing going on
Filling in the missing pieces with rivers of life
Invisible energy emerging from the hand of God                       
Rivers of dark matter come into being
Invention is not exclusively the work of sinners
 
God used to stay up late at night to play in the dark
Why not?  He is God and dark is all He had
And dark is all there was

Salesman On the Phone Game

Salesman on the phone
A game I play well.
Love it too

When my children were toddlers
I merely 
handed them the phone

When they got older 
I started trying to sell the salesman
aluminum siding, Tupperware, Avon, 

I called this new game
Beat the clock
The win was easy….did I beat my last time?

How long would it take
for the salesman to get irritated
and hang up.

My best time
Three minutes 
I am proud of that.

Loving Yellow

Orange and Green would not exist without her
For they depend on her mixture to be created.
Mix yellow with blue, voila – green.
Mix yellow with red, voila – orange.

Yellow is bring, clean, fresh.
Yellow rejuvenates, regenerates, enthralls, and delights.
Anyway for me, and I am only the expert of me.
It uplifts me, and excites me, brings me hope and joy.

Mustard, sunflowers, daffodils, dandelions
Baby chicks, baby ducks, bananas, buttercups.
They all raise me up, inspiring me to be better than I was.
The psychology of yellow for me is amazing; it is my heart.

Bumblebees, sunshine, raincoats, daisies, marigolds.
Firefighter’s jackets, 1970’s infamous happy face.
Bring my childhood swiftly back and make me grin.
Yellow pudding, lemon meringue pie. Yellow tastes good too!

Parakeet, cats, playdough, Tupperware, bedroom wallpaper.
Bring me yellow if possible, for it uplifts me and instills optimism.
It is rejuvenating, refreshing and delightful. Maybe not for everyone.
But for me, and I am only the expert of me.

Inside Out

An introvert in isolation

Talked to fairies in desperation

Not even quit faint

So neighbours complained

Called Police for incarceration


An extrovert shut up and inside

Climbed into tupperware as his guide

Held in detention

He gained contention

But then the lid was dissatisfied 



28th April

1970 Seemed Modern To Me

Orange paisley in the seventies prancing in my mind
Twisted up with lemons and avocados, fruit colors
Also shown in mushroom canister sets and Tupperware

On equal footing stark straight black and white stripes
Proving we are in a new age with additional freedom
I thought it was the most modern we would ever be

Not realizing we would eventually have the internet 
Home computers? Phones without cords? No idea.
I thought the seventies were the modern we would ever be.

Just Last Year

Last year, I was putting up new curtains
Adding new rugs to my trailer
Taking chances on bright and bold colors
All the glories of new beginnings

Last year, I was adding to my Tupperware
New bowls, happy and vivid
To keep all the good feasts I’d made
In hopes of serving them with dinner

Last year, I was encouraging my husband
To plant new bulbs in the garden
All the daffodils, crocus and lilies I love
Inspiring my heart, soul and spirit

Last year, I was adding sofa cushions
With verses inspirational and kind
Little additions to the living room couch
Awaiting my guest’s appreciation

Last year, I was filling my cupboards
With new pots, pans and dishes
Making my kitchen seem all new again
Welcoming the luxuriant spices

Last year, I was using my skills as a wife
To experience the nesting experiences



November 5, 2019
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