Existence Womb (71)

   
   "Existence Womb (71)"
   
   Miriam remembered herself turning over a library, doing the self-taught, sloppy magic of intellectual pondering; as a result, she thought:  Coyote Medicine.
   She remembered the canine was with her, in the past.  In a sense of the gut.  The fool.  Still, a true survivor.  Keep all your life's crap in that hanging downward tail.  Keep chasing the Road Runner like Wile E. Coyote--you will achieve by crazy, foolish, and a trickster's means.
   Surely, she was prettier than Caitlyn Jenner, but not to all people.  Some say that Dennis Rodman wanted to date her--that was the word going around the nuthouse.  She could telepathically hear the other inmates and their Pop-Culture humor, kinda.  Or was laughing to survive, another coyote thing.
   So, she reached out to Buck.  Painted his face in white marble within the theater of her own isolated mind.  Calling:  "Buck!  Buck, hear me!"  Over and over.
   Like the magic of the crow and raven, somewhat associated with coyote wisdom and intellect, she heard him call back:  "It's about time little girl.  I'm locked up in the Florida swamps, and so are you--I can feel your girly presence."
   Miriam back with:  "I'll seduce somebody when they bring me in my medicine; I'll find you.  We'll make it."
   Buck, getting a sense of wolfish strength responded:  "Of course we'll make it.  We're official weirdos."