Clarissa Smith

**This is to all the gals who never deter from tapping the feral window within.**

If you're happy watching porn
Clap your hands
CLAP!! CLAP!!
If you're happy watching porn
Clap your hands
CLAP!! CLAP!!

If you're horny and you know it,
Then your face will surely show it
If you're horny and you know it,
Clap your hands.

If you’re shagging to hot neighbors,
Tap your toes
TAP!!TAP!!
If you’re shagging to hot neighbors,
tap your toes
TAP!!TAP!!

If you're horny and you know it,
Then your face will surely show it
If you're horny and you know it,
Tap your toes.

If you have erotic fetishes,
Nod your head
NOD!!NOD!!
If you have erotic fetishes,
Nod your head
NOD!!NOD!!

If you're horny and you know it,
Then your face will surely show it
If you're horny and you know it,
Nod your head.

If you’re moaning and you know it,
Stomp your feet
STOMP!!STOMP!!
If you’re moaning and you know it,
Stomp your feet
STOMP!!STOMP!!

If you're climaxed and you know it,
Then your face will surely show it
If you're climaxed and you know it,
Stomp your feet.

Yay!!!
… (más)

Clarissa Smith grew up along the Quebec/Labrador coast in the early 1960s. Broken Wings is her true story of life in a land which, despite its wild beauty, is harsh and unforgiving. May, Clarissa’s mother, birthed twelve children over the course of a seventeen year marriage. Hers was the unenviable role of making a home of a tarpaper shack, sans running water or electricity. Robert, her husband, is weak, cruel, and an unspeakably savage man. He is also mostly absent, leaving his family to stave off starvation in his absence – or not. May, dying, and aware she cannot leave her children in her husband’s care, pleads with Clarissa to raise for her young siblings:

“Clarissy, see im fer wot he is. Es not gonna elp youse like youse tinks … Promise me, my maid, youse wont let e give youse all away after Im gone. Promise me, youse will rear dem youngsters. Youse is fourteen now, a woman almost. You re dere only hope. Promise me, my maid.” (123)

Broken Wings is a story of love, hate, abandonment, broken spirits and broken family relationships. Its gift is its naked honesty – shocking and heartbreaking. The writing, while not the stuff of Booker nominations, is nonetheless impressive for its bareness and its extensive use of the Quebec/Labrador dialect. Recommended.

“The long cold winter nights following her death, the empty cupboard and the empty woodbin, hunger and desperation has taken its toll on all of us. Even though we have survived, those of us who remember are all emotionally handicapped still, individually broken, like ships caught in a tempest with no safe port to go to.” (vii)… (más)