A woman looked at you in your stroller and her eyes jumped up to mine. “Wow, you’re brave for taking such a little one along.” . I politely smiled. Nodding toward Ezra, I said “I once did the same with him when he was even younger.” . Her face said that maybe she thought you [...]
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Goodness
“Some day these will be the good ol’ days.”, someone says. . These are the good ol’ days. Now. Right now. They are good now. . But I forget. . Tires spinning in mud. I’m spinning another bedtime story. Quietly, rubbing my eyes, I creep out of the room. . Now where was I? Folding. [...]
Clutching sand
I don’t want to hear only the fringes of what you say. I don’t want to see only the specks of light that my eyes favor. I want to hear and see and feel it all. Because it is fleeting. We are clutching sand. . He cups his hands and stares intently at the swiftly [...]
Stitched up
I tell a six year old who says things like, “I’m very interested in surgery.” that he’s going to stitch up some organs and then watch his eyes light up. . I explain that he will stitch the pieces together and fill them up. Plush organs we will use for another project. . And I [...]
Scars
This body of mine bears scars. . Scars from mishaps. Scars from pain stitched up while tears fell. Scars from the life it's carried and brought into this world. . This body of mine is constantly changing. It is a map of where life has led it. It is a mirror reflecting it's challenges and [...]
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