with a cane stands in the middle of the cafeteria, proclaiming her
grief to everyone and no one)
dear bunny, my daughter called and said she had fallen in love. The
slut. This, of course, happens once a week on the average. Ah
‘member those Talbot boys livin’ in the trees in the
. Alligator eyes on both sides of me, never blinkin’. Me, a skinny
morsel. But those boys tender, soft-boned and muscular.
Oh my Ginevra, you never listened to me. I worked all ma life,
Ginevra. I told you about the troubles of my family but I rose above
them all. I raised you raht, Ginevra, but you never listened to me.
Now look at you. Yer not as pretty as you think. Yer daddy never
really knew you. Jess brought you that damn doll, Ginevra. You called
her Teddy Anne. Why, Ginevra? Where did you git that name? Where? We
loved you, Ginevra. We took care of all yer needs. ‘Member the red
dress, Ginevra? The one with the ruffles and the white borders on the
puff sleeves? You looked like a princess, Ginevra. You looked like
royalty. Then you ate that choc’late puddin’ an you looked lahk
you’d gone through the windshield in the old Ford. All over that new
dress. Never got the stains out, Ginevra. Never. Permanent. Like the
stain on my heart where you had been livin’.
Now time is a dark star in my heart where you once lived—the
princess of my heart, Ginevra. The goddamn princess of my damn heart. And
now you called the gover’mint and had them bring me to this stinkin’
urine assisted livin’ prison for elders, for the toothless. Damn
you, Ginevra! Too much in yer own sinful life. Selfish. I never raised
you to be selfish, Ginevra. Ah raised you raht. Why did you lock me in
this wrinkle prison, Ginevra? Ah don’t know these people. They
ain’t family, Ginevra. They serve us slop, steamin’ slop like we
used to feed the hogs, Ginevra. Are you happy now? You got yer damn
mother in an ol’ folks jail bein’ slopped by strangers and locked
in her room at night. When I won’t touch those poison pills, they
inject me with somethin’ that makes me forget who I am. But ah
‘member you, Ginevra. I ‘member you lookin’ up at me, sucklin’
my breast. Blue baby eyes, yer fat baby paw restin’ on my big,
swollen breast. Who da know, Ginevra? Who da know you would turn out
to be wild and selfish, fallin’ in love with that electrician? How
you feelin’ now, Ginevra? Feel good about yer mama? Might as well
live in the trees like those Boswell boys. Just live in the trees with
alligator eyes on both sides. And swamp snakes, Ginevra. Water
When I’m dead you’ll be full sorry, Ginevra. You’ll cry
big, wet alligator tears till your blouse is soaked an your titties
are there for all to see. You’ll be happy for that and deep sad that
I’m gone. That the one who loved you most is gone forever, Ginevra.
Eat yer breakfast. You just want to go to bed with that
electrician instead of eatin’ yer breakfast, Ginevra. Pour the milk
on the cornflakes, Ginevra, and start chewin’. You’ll feel more a
person, more in control. I was jess lahk you, Ginevra. Don’t ya see?
I was jess lahk you an I love you so much, my honey babe. I don’
want you to fall into the pit I got mahself into, my darlin’. No
alligator eyes for you, my princess, my heart. O, Ginevra! Call me.
Please call me. I am lonely in this godforsaken ol’ folks
. Call me, my bunny. My Ginevra.
As remembered from real life in the breakfast room of the La