under advisement

advice is not a one-size-fits-all
kind of thing
you are a unique creature
with problems all your own
they mean well
but do beware of those with blanket advice
for your special garden
of issues.

on the chinese new year i was digging through a drawer in my kitchen when i found a fortune cookie still in it’s wrapper. i took it as a sign & ate the cookie; read the fortune:
advice comes in all forms; some help and some hurt you.
at the time i read it, i didn’t get it…but knowing sometimes the universe speaks to me through cookies, i saved it.
and recently
i have received more than my share of unsolicited advice. at first it was pissing me off, but then i remembered my fortune cookie and was able to say, “okay…not for me.”
i am not conventional. so much advise just does not apply to me…or i won’t listen to even if it might.
so there.

happy valentine’s day from an ice monkey

confusion is nothing new

teeth & gums & nakedness
nothing new
a series of dreams
that never come true
but can i really say
i never get what
i want
when wants change
& needs are undecipherable?
needs
i would like to get
what i need
teeth & gums & nakedness
men following men
through my room
moonlight
sunlight
lamplight
condom wrappers
& nothing fulfilled
but i got
what i wanted
for 30 seconds
teeth & gums & nakedness

yes. my name is “mary jo” & yes. i was a pretty promiscuous 24 year old once.
this is my favorite poem that i have ever written.
it was written after a busy summer in ’94 that began with my breaking up with the love of my life and ended with my reuniting with the love of my life after a bunch of indiscretions.
then i went away (with him) to an all girl school in roanoke, va (hollins university) where i workshopped my poem as well as classics such as “bukowski’s undertow” & “tiny tortures in this hyperactive ghost town” which can be seen in comic form in my newly published book confusion perfume & other neurotic comics.

in other news–i made so many valentine’s this year, y’all! i like to reclaim valentine’s day as a day of love & not necessarily romance. and i am so full of love. ink covered love.

ps. happy year of the (big blue) ox!

pps. my scanner finally gave up it’s ghost, hence the buttload of blurry photos. i did invest in a new scanner that should be here soon. buy a copy of my book to help me pay for that!!

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