I Hardly Ever Did by Robin Crane

I watched TV

Through birth, death and taxes

When I was the addendum

Or when it was my own mother

Or my own uterus

An organ saddled with far-reaching expectations

And sickness

I watched TV.

People came and people went and still

I watched TV.

In the hospital, a woman named Holly and I watched

Hours of this thing called Special Victims Unit

Every day

Even though a Vietnam Vet with delusions of grandeur

Begged us to change the station.

I watched TV every day of Summer Vacation for pretty much

My entire childhood but I vowed that the next day I

Would stop,

That I would take a walk or something,

But I hardly ever did.

Special Victims Unit

Hello there! I'm writing every day lately, but none of it is of a quality where I'd want others to read it! Still, I want to keep the momentum going, so here I am reposting something originally posted back in 2017. Why not? xox

Nostalgia Haiku

Nostalgia Haiku Pee Wee’s Playhouse song Her smell returns and her laugh We’d watched since show one

Grand Rapids, Michigan by Robin Crane

I am at a mental hospital in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I had never been to this city before. My room is right next to the bay of telephones. I feel sad hearing so many patients start conversations with their friends or family and then so soon say, "Oh, you have to go? Well...goodbye."

Birthday Card Book

IN keeping with the more than usual focus on my mom, who passed away almost a year ago now, here is a book she made me for my 14th birthday.

sweetheart redux

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