Sunday, January 29, 2006

poetry = homeopathy

in waiting rooms and
winters everywhere: poems
instead of prozac
?

4 Comments:

Blogger becca said...

I read that article too, and couldn't help wondering about the connection between words and those little white tablets dissolving beneath our tongues...

I think I was a "belladonna." You?

Let's get a Blair haiku, Mary K!

22:03  
Blogger annie said...

yeah, she used to feed me belladonna for the freak outs and ipecac for the accidental poisonings.

23:29  
Blogger becca said...

hahahhaha accidental poisonings you and jessie totally ate the bayside shrooms hahahaha

00:56  
Blogger annie said...

did you click the link mom?

to all reading the comments, blair was mary's homeopathic, um, consultant? healer? something like that.

22:38  

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