I met you two hours after you were born Wrapped in a tortilla’s worth of blankets, An infant with bloodlines from three continents Who rests in my arms registering First
I distill these moments from paged memory and expand my soul before the air runs out.
This week I didn’t need my GPS device to find my way to the office. Instead I watched clouds cast shadows over the foothills, the hide of a prehistoric animal
We watch the news like everyone else, and read online like everyone else, and hear the same story like everyone else, but we’re not everyone else because my husband is
A girl was bending down to the pavement, taking her time to look and look again, it seemed as though she would fall head-first as though she were a tenant