03 April, 2017


i walk along the bayou on an almost daily basis and each time i go, i see turtles. usually they are mere panicked splashes in the murky water as i approach, but on several occasions i have had them cross my path: big and little; with tail and without; plain and patterned; skittish or resigned.

this morning's turtle was a big'un, sitting there in the grass, looking up at me in a decidedly pissed off manner:

i squatted for a while and looked it in the eye (i ain't gonna take no shit from no turtle!) and eventually decided to see what the hell was up - i.e. why was it just sitting there and looking at me instead of a. shutting itself up in its handy carrying case or b. fucking off.

i told mr. monkey all about my adventure just now:

moi: i saw the turtle today. i think it was laying eggs.

mr. monkey: how do you know?

moi: i lifted it up and it had its butt in a slimy hole.

mr. m: well, there you go. you just witnessed the miracle of birth!

i sure have. and it was just as heavy on mucus as i expected it to be.


Geneviève Goggin said...

Well that's pretty cool!

Geneviève Goggin said...

And the word bayou is cool too. My family used to call my sister bayou after we took a trip down south. To this day I have no idea why they called her that.

Brad Fischer said...


(btw: I just noticed your tag line says "comas")

polish chick said...

g - yeah, strange nickname. i don't even know if these *are* actually bayous: they are long green lush storm water management ditches but that doesn't sound nice, plus we're in the south, so to me they're bayous.

brad - yeah, fuck. all that time and i never noticed! still, twas time to change it. thanks!

Joan MacRae said...

I noticed the "comas" but thought it suited as well! Meant to tell you.