So far out at sea, I don’t know where I’ve gone– why I ever left
home. The sadness bubbles around my heart, erupt it may.
For now, she simply shimmers, making her presence known
and searing the edges of her cavern.
Motherhood
Have patience with your motherfriends who are late to answer your call. They are busy helping little beings find themselves. This can come ...
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In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a spec...
