Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Floating Rudderless in Ash

Arizona State Hospital 
Aldonza was 15
Quinceanera ready
during that economic Pompeii disaster known as the Great Depression
Rudderless.  Ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
Mom, a petite beauty with marcel waved jet black hair, sometimes tinted henna red
Mom with dark red bee stung lips and powder
didn’t want to bother
with a child anymore.
Aldonza can take care of herself.

Seeking a helmsman, Aldonza found him
Married him at age 15
Her life another song of perfidious lovers and spouses
that she heard on her mother’s phonograph as a little girl
She eventually tired  of the tunes
Tired of slogging through ashes
And when he sauntered home after a long absence...
In a fit of rage
she tore off every stitch of clothing he had on him
and locked him out, standing in the hallway, 
bewildered, bloody and naked.

She was put away
dragged handcuffed into the bald light
Growing  under the florescent light
A light that bathes everyone in a greenish hue 
While locked in with the criminally insane, she met Winnie Ruth Judd
The Tiger Woman, accused murderer of two other women
Whose dismembered bodies turned up in a trunk that oozed,
if that trunk hadn’t oozed.

Thorazine did nothing to cure Aldonza's umbrage
Neither did the lobotomy
which left her with swimming eyes
soft, dark swimming eyes
but meaner than ever. 
Reached through a doctor’s trousers once
clamped her fingers around his balls
and led him around his office
he tripping gingerly behind her, and shouting for the orderlies
Knocked out a nurse's front tooth

In the mid-sixties, with a pale gesture of apology
Aldonza was released.
She returned to her mother, who was now a decimated  barfly
Her beauty still vaguely evident through her leathery features 
her shoulder length hair now two toned,  rolled in the front,
In a deflated 1940’s bouffant.  Still ready for the evening.





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