“(14) CLEANING UP THE HOUSE. (TWO.)
Washing the baby’s diapers. Sarah Boyle writes notes to herself all over the house; a mazed wild script larded with arrows, diagrams, pictures, graffiti on every available surface in a desperate/heroic attempt to index, record, bluff, invoke, order and placate. On the fluted and flowered white plastic lid of the diaper bin she has written in Blushing Pink Nitetime lipstick a phrase to ward off fumey ammoniac despair. “The nitrogen cycle is the vital round of organic and inorganic exchange on earth. The sweet breath of the Universe.” On the wall by the washing machine are Yin and Yang signs, mandalas, and the words, “Many young wives feel trapped. It is a contemporary sociological phenomenon which may be explained in part by a gap between changing living patterns and the accommodation of social services to these patterns.” Over the stove she had written “Help, Help, Help, Help, Help.”
