You hug your children,
wishing you didn't have to...
Fear is two heavy palms
pressing wrathfully...
I smile to myself remembering
that one time I convinced you to taste...
I'm selfish
when it comes to you...
"Wait for me
outside the school...
I want to roll
in mud and smell...
This starts with
the defiant, mysterious enemy...
Tonight the river is calm,
summer is approaching. A white...
Four months in, you lay your
palm on your belly, and feel a tiny...
34th day:
Flowers had color again. The sky...
Daylight is descending
through the curtain to...
You prowled for fragile
creatures, slithering through the...