I Bought a Leopard Print Jacket


I usually shoot for spare and elegant in my “peacockery” when choosing what to wear.

But lately I have ancient anger re-surfacing.

Old “mother-stuff” undealt with.

You’d think a lifetime of therapy would have taken a squeegee

To my nervous system (in chronic hypervigilance due to her)…

But NO……

The glass is not yet cleared of the awful fog of war

I innocently turned in on myself

And ended up with an autoimmune illness

Which makes me fucking ANGRY

So I bought myself


In the hope that when I wrap myself

In the perfect chaos of the spots

I will take on some of that same wild


Even as I hold myself

High and risen

In my trusty chariot ;

Contained in an elegant package

Will be me as the wildest, growling, taut in muscle and mind


The leavings of sonic boom shatterings

Of grief laced with rage

And be-fuddlement

Will be seen by those behind me

Perchance ambling by

Confused by the wide and sure



Paw prints

Left by

A very large


Smelling of Chanel #5.


3 Responses to “I Bought a Leopard Print Jacket”

  1. ellen fox on January 24th, 2019

    This is fabulous. I’m going to print it out. Can you post a picture? I have a pair of mountain lion fur earrings made by a Native man. (He didn’t kill the lion). I am lion, hear me roar. Women’s rage is so under appreciated. And so important.

  2. Karen on January 25th, 2019

    I love leopard, elegant, just like you. . .

  3. Lindsay on January 25th, 2019

    Excellent! Good to keep our Inner Wild close by..

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