Death brings us sadness
Old relationships may change
Birthing new spirits.
MO
4/09
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Cinquains by Myrna
arts
bright, transparent
shaping, creating, smiling
a happy feeling of accomplishment
Myrna
party planner
creative, cheerful
making, decorating, giving
surprised faces bring pleasure
Myrna
Puerto Rico
sunny, tropical
swimming, singing, playing,
spectacular ocean view
paradise
social worker
rude, disrespectful
frustrating, waiting, calling
not helpful
case manager
MT
4/09
bright, transparent
shaping, creating, smiling
a happy feeling of accomplishment
Myrna
party planner
creative, cheerful
making, decorating, giving
surprised faces bring pleasure
Myrna
Puerto Rico
sunny, tropical
swimming, singing, playing,
spectacular ocean view
paradise
social worker
rude, disrespectful
frustrating, waiting, calling
not helpful
case manager
MT
4/09
Woman of the Night
When I look at the moon, it’s round and sexy.
I become two women; one is good and one is bad.
I become a woman of the night!
See at night I can become whoever I want to be;
No pressure.
And I feel free.
I don’t have to pretend who I am.
I love dancing, drinking, and going to parties.
Every woman has a dark side to herself.
But in this case, my dark side really wants to get out.
I feel sexy; in control.
I feel alive like nothing is holding me back.
Sabrina Flintroy
5/18/09
I become two women; one is good and one is bad.
I become a woman of the night!
See at night I can become whoever I want to be;
No pressure.
And I feel free.
I don’t have to pretend who I am.
I love dancing, drinking, and going to parties.
Every woman has a dark side to herself.
But in this case, my dark side really wants to get out.
I feel sexy; in control.
I feel alive like nothing is holding me back.
Sabrina Flintroy
5/18/09
John the Dispatcher
There was a dispatcher from the town where I worked. His name was John. He knew I had a problem.
I pulled out of the school parking lot and I stopped at a stop sign. All of a sudden there were flames and smoke coming from the engine of the brand new dump truck which belonged to the town. I stopped the truck, opened the hood, and flames came out. I jumped back in the truck and called John, the dispatcher, whose number was 905. I was so nervous, instead of calling 905, I called 203, which was the number of my vehicle. John called back and said, “Bruce, are you trying to get a hold of me?” I said, “Yes, my vehicle is on fire!” I couldn’t read the street sign to give him my location, so I told him I was about two blocks away from Smith School.
While I was talking to John, the speaker from the radio caught on fire! I could hear him talking to me, but I couldn’t speak because the flames were coming out of the floorboard and dashboard. I jumped out and ran to the passenger side of the truck and opened the glove compartment. It was hot! I pulled out papers and keys to all the town buildings. Then I stopped traffic and kept people away.
When the fire department came, they had gone someplace else first because I had given the wrong location. John, the dispatcher, straightened them out.
BM
12/09
I pulled out of the school parking lot and I stopped at a stop sign. All of a sudden there were flames and smoke coming from the engine of the brand new dump truck which belonged to the town. I stopped the truck, opened the hood, and flames came out. I jumped back in the truck and called John, the dispatcher, whose number was 905. I was so nervous, instead of calling 905, I called 203, which was the number of my vehicle. John called back and said, “Bruce, are you trying to get a hold of me?” I said, “Yes, my vehicle is on fire!” I couldn’t read the street sign to give him my location, so I told him I was about two blocks away from Smith School.
While I was talking to John, the speaker from the radio caught on fire! I could hear him talking to me, but I couldn’t speak because the flames were coming out of the floorboard and dashboard. I jumped out and ran to the passenger side of the truck and opened the glove compartment. It was hot! I pulled out papers and keys to all the town buildings. Then I stopped traffic and kept people away.
When the fire department came, they had gone someplace else first because I had given the wrong location. John, the dispatcher, straightened them out.
BM
12/09
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Survival
Survival is something you have to think about. If you want to survive, you have to have a plan. Take your important papers, your birth certificate, your social security number, all you children’s papers, their birth certificates, their social security numbers, their immunization records. Put them in a drawer under panties, in a shoebox at the bottom of the closet, under a rug, or wrapped in aluminum foil inside a zip lock bag in the freezer.
Talk to a friend who your husband doesn’t know. It has to be someone you can trust. Mention this to no one. The friend will need to find the phone number and address of a shelter where he/she can take you with your children. The shelter needs to be as far away as possible.
The people in the shelter will help you get on your feet. They will give you counseling and the healing will begin. They will give you shelter, food, and beds for your children. When you are among other women who are in the same situation, you will learn how to survive on your own. You will cry a lot, and you will share different stories. Some of them will share their anger, their frustration, their distress, their fears about life and what they will need to confront when they get out of the shelter.
Healing will be a long process but you will survive.
ES
1/10
Talk to a friend who your husband doesn’t know. It has to be someone you can trust. Mention this to no one. The friend will need to find the phone number and address of a shelter where he/she can take you with your children. The shelter needs to be as far away as possible.
The people in the shelter will help you get on your feet. They will give you counseling and the healing will begin. They will give you shelter, food, and beds for your children. When you are among other women who are in the same situation, you will learn how to survive on your own. You will cry a lot, and you will share different stories. Some of them will share their anger, their frustration, their distress, their fears about life and what they will need to confront when they get out of the shelter.
Healing will be a long process but you will survive.
ES
1/10
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