My Mother Liked Driving Around
Last night I listened to Wild Game mother involves daughter
in her longterm affair daughter and mother
enmeshed good story with very little
physical description mother was beautiful and beautiful
how often I tried (my mother
and I were not enmeshed if we were I didn't know )
to describe my mother when I was young
tall long legs large gold hoops
chain smoker elusive she did not go outside without
red lipstick house full of pocketbooks with
cigarettes, lipsticks, mints in wrappers, compact, sometimes
a small package of nuts, chewing gum, a pen or two, car keys.
She was a serious car driver. Good driver. I am not.
She liked riding around looking at this and that
junk stores apple orchards nurseries farm stands when we bought a house in the country
thirty four years ago I understood I liked that too.