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e a r t S o n s & H e a r t D a u g h t e r s of A l l e n G i n s
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a p a l m H e a l t h S p a : R e p o r t 2 0 1 4 : A r c h i
v e s E d i t i o n
SUZI KAPLAN OLMSTED
“Hey Nutcase”
says Julie on the phone
friend magnetized the
first day of
pre-school, neither of us two years old yet
now both 39
I've answered the payphone in the mental ward
we're veterans of
rehab and psych wards
Julie's in her apt. where the next door mariachi music is too loud
She can make me laugh so loud
The wardens run over to shush
me
We compare psych med side effects
we hate,
the relative merits of institutional food
who makes a better temporary best friend
the depressed borderline who sleeps 18 hours
a day
or the girl in the dissociative fugue
who's perfectly
normal 30 % of the day but sings to
herself in Spanish the
rest of the time.
Twice a week at Miss Anita's house
for yoga class and carrot juice when we were
4. 4 times
a month at the psychiatrist now,
talk &
medication checks,
doing the 21st
century asana -
we could give a class
[Originally
published in NHS 2003, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs03/suzi_kaplan_olmsted.html.]