I WAS A CLOSET WOMAN (on CD)
PASSING THROUGH EL PASO
(on CD)
THE WIND OF EASY
(on CD)
FIRST MEETING
MY PERSONAL WANTS TO GET PERSONAL WITH YOU
TRANSFORMATION
(on CD)
WHAT'S A BI-CUSPAL WOMAN TO DO?
I JUST NOTICED
ON THE OCCASION OF MY LOVER'S CELIBACY
SHORT-SHORTS
OUR MOTHERS - OURSELVES
THE INTERVIEW
THE WILD MAN OF NINTH AVENUE
(on CD)
MR. L.A.
(on CD)
THE SINGER
(on CD)
SERGI'S SURGERY
(on CD)
ANGEL
*PUSHING FIFTY - AS FAR AWAY FROM ME AS POSSIBLE

OUR MOTHERS - OURSELVES

Last night I dreamed my mother
stomped my guts into the floor
with raging Army feet
all cast in silver spurs and I
threw up and over everything I lay there
waiting to be tramped again into the floor
She only looked at me
the silver shining from her eyes
gleaming Army boots inside
When I was young she always listened
fed herself into her young
and never made a sparrow of a noise
We thrashed her in the living room
Marched upon her in the garden
buried her with tulip bulbs
We pushed her down the stairs
and stuffed her in the kitchen sink to drown
One time
she came around
brandishing a chair into our faces
upside down
A lion tamer pacing round and round
jabbing at the air and stomping
Stomping up and down until she cried
She cried
ran down
slumped down upon the hardwood floor
Last night I dreamed my mother
stomped my guts into the floor
The silver tears ran down her eyes
Until I couldn't see her anymore.
(circa 1973)