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missrenieI'm sure that the 9:15 commuters at the corner of Market and St John did not need to see black lady beaver before their first cup of coffee, but that is just what they got.
It's an usually windy day here in San Jose. As I crossed the street to collect the mail from the P.O. Box Jack Frost got a little frisky and goosed me in the middle of the intersection. As I grabbed the front of my dress the wind changed directions and the back of my skirt flew up. Visions of childhood flashed through my head.
I was seven
we were at the zoo
fell out the back of the bus
my skirt covered my head,
I was ten
walking home from school while eating a snow cone,
stumble and fall flat on my face
skirt went up in front of main crush.
exposing bright pink and blue "Today is Tuesday" underwear
it was a Friday.
I was twelve
on the playground
running backwards, feet leaving the earth
fingers spiking back the volleyball
a football zoom past my line of vision
really disorientating mid air collision
Waking up to hear in a daze
"Someone pull her skirt down over her legs"
And it goes on and on
A really horrendous haiku
So when it happened today I turned tail and ran into the office and begged Dennis to get the mail for me... anytime before martini hour is really too early to relive some of your most embarrassing moments.
It's an usually windy day here in San Jose. As I crossed the street to collect the mail from the P.O. Box Jack Frost got a little frisky and goosed me in the middle of the intersection. As I grabbed the front of my dress the wind changed directions and the back of my skirt flew up. Visions of childhood flashed through my head.
I was seven
we were at the zoo
fell out the back of the bus
my skirt covered my head,
I was ten
walking home from school while eating a snow cone,
stumble and fall flat on my face
skirt went up in front of main crush.
exposing bright pink and blue "Today is Tuesday" underwear
it was a Friday.
I was twelve
on the playground
running backwards, feet leaving the earth
fingers spiking back the volleyball
a football zoom past my line of vision
really disorientating mid air collision
Waking up to hear in a daze
"Someone pull her skirt down over her legs"
And it goes on and on
A really horrendous haiku
So when it happened today I turned tail and ran into the office and begged Dennis to get the mail for me... anytime before martini hour is really too early to relive some of your most embarrassing moments.
