My Grandmother used to say this little verse to me all the time. I can’t for the life of me figure out who she was talking about. I was a little angel.
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a journey started in a moment of heat making love, making a child at the same time making myself something more than myself changing from woman to mother I am not the same person Invaded, my body is not my own my belly rolls and kicks with a power I don’t possess I am possessed [...]  cardboard, tape, knife sharpie; colorful life packed in brown boxes Not that I didn’t have enough going on what with the pregnancy and sinus issues and papers due at school, but I just thought I’d let you know that we’re moving this weekend. Yay! Really, it is a good move, I just don’t want [...]  Confounded by life In perpetual beta On the job training |
 
 
 
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