Thu Sep 02, 2010
When Wonder Woman Decided to Try Dating
Wendy Babiak
So Norrin called, and after we got past
his ideas of temperance, and mine of boundaries
without which no relationship can last
he asked if I'd like dinner. I said, “Please”
and since for him disguise was not a choice
I wore the suit and left the dress at home.
Excited by his sexy tone of voice
I wondered what his skin, which looked like chrome
would feel like under lips and fingertips.
At the door I thought his face looked pained.
While flying on his board my right foot slipped.
He clasped me then, his hunger unrestrained.
Forgetting dinner, he took us to the moon.
Remembering, I still can hear him croon.
Wed Sep 01, 2010
How It Came to Be Revealed that Wonder Woman Carried a Flame for Norrin Radd, a.k.a. The Silver Surfer
Wendy Babiak
August, the monstrous city quiet, emptied
by heat waves and summer's beach-ward rush.
We played a drinking game; Flash brought weed.
Losing, lassoed, I confessed the crush
I'd harbored for the Silver Surfer since
he turned and helped defeat Galactus. Sleek
sexy, self-possessed, deep, a prince
I could bare my soul to, who'd not seek
to tear me down to build a weak self up.
And Oh! the load of suffering he'd endured
the guilt he'd need relief from, a full cup
I'd gladly help him drain. I practically purred.
Next day Flash told all. Soon Norrin phoned
and chastised me for getting drunk and stoned.
Tue Aug 31, 2010
Wonder Woman Hauls the Laundry to the Wash-o-Matic
Wendy Babiak
Of course the Hall of Justice, made by men
lacks the needed hookups for washing machines
the act of cleaning clothes beyond their ken
or outside what they see as their routine.
It's true that they would wear their clothes unwashed.
It's only me who's bothered by the smell
or notices the stain from where they sloshed
the sauce while cooking, sweet with muscatel
or cares that when we dry our hands on towels
they not transmit disease-producing bugs
or when the sheets with too much use get foul.
So I'm the one who loads them up and lugs
all our things down to the laundromat.
I'll find a nice old lady, and we'll chat.
Mon Aug 30, 2010
Wonder Woman Goes Grocery Shopping as Diana Prince and Discovers that Evil Doesn't Always Carry a Gun or Wear a Goofy Costume
Wendy Babiak
Clark had shopped the week before, and Bruce
got as little peace as Mr. Wayne
as in the mask and cape. We needed juice
eggs and milk, the stuff to make chow mein
which Brainiac hankered for, and luncheon meats
and bread (we cooked with whole foods when we could
and found kitchen work a sound retreat
from the world we felt misunderstood
us and our endeavor) and snacks for Flash
whose wild metabolism exacted tribute
that would have made the greedy Romans blush.
So I stood reading type minute
enough to be illegible and saw a list of chemicals
on a can of juice, labeled, largely, “All Natural.”
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