Some Things Can't Be Fixed
by Kitty Boots
Duct tape, zip ties, Gorilla Glue, Loctite, electrical tape, wire (thin silver and stripped pieces of copper), Super Glue, epoxy, masking tape, packing tape, Velcro, double-sided mounting tape, wood putty, nails and screws, silicone.
My grandmother's jade green lamp globe slipped through my hands and met it's death on the cement floor of the laundry room. The cat cookie jar that sat grinning on the kitchen counter, a poignant gift from a friend, it's head shattered.
Orchids, strewn over the floor, roots clutching for something. My Golden Retriever, Beau, had a seizure , knocked over the plants and devoured the bark mulch. He shit orchid bark for three days. Re-ppotting resulted in limp, flaccid leaves, broken root tips that turned brown and curled. I couldn't fix it.
I'd hope to patch-up an angry, frustrating, sinkhole of a friendship since high-school. Gina, fueled on alcohol and coke. Thirteen years later I found her sparse obituary.
My golden brother, hot-shot on the slopes of Colorado, bone fishing in the Keys, tried to kill me by throwing a table saw at my head. It was shortly after our mother's death. I called him "a fucking loser." Frontotemporal dementia. I couldn't fix it.
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Author's Note
I try to fix things. It doesn't work all the time.
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Very true.
So many fine details: "roots clutching for something," "sparse obituary," and others. Love the progression from things to dog to people.
Wise and true.
Sometimes we are not the fixers.*
Ha! Great
A lot of stories here, distilled to the single essence. Really fine.
List poems are like tiny smacks to the head - and amazing when, as here, they work. The closing stanza is powerful. This is very good. *
There are just some things that can't be fixed. Glad he missed you. Good work.
Travels through breakage are always dynamic and, therefore good reading. Fav*