I must remember this. this connection to you, sweet baby this meeting of needs this providing for this soft suckling this sacred gaze I must remember it This season is closing, changing, you grow, independent of me and I of you the finality this end, I know, is not the end, but an end Goodbye…
Something woke her. Was it one of the dogs? She sat up in bed. It was quiet in the house but for the whispering heater. She was nauseous again. Maybe that’s what woke her. She climbed out of bed and crept out of the room closing the door behind her. The kitchen faucet coughed as…
Oh, the Twenties. That age range when I was supposed to be an adult, but had no idea how to be an adult. The time when I insisted I was an adult, but made very un-adult decisions. I made it through my twenties, relatively unscathed. Now, older and wiser, I have some advice for those…
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