Torrential

I am angry. I want to have control over something. I want this insidious, ghostly malificent Medusa in my head rooted out like weeds, evil black viney strands pulled out one by one and left in a heap on the floor like hair at a beauty salon. I want the snakes neutralized.

Day 18: “brave like my mama” by Zo, age 5.

My precious five year old daughter, Zo, born by emergency c-section at 35 weeks due to bleeding placenta previa, who was a fighter and a miracle and a dream come true from the moment of her unlikely conception, who has had near constant strep since March and can barely eat due to the probably pus-filled,…

Day 11: peanuts | I was a different person then

Today the weather is very warm and windy, with dark gray clouds like the kitten’s marble fur quilting a pattern across the sky. The humidity and higher temperatures are not helping my headache situation one bit, nor is the fact that I barely slept last night. X is still sick and was running a fever…

The Eye Of The Tiger

“You held me down, but I got up Already brushing off the dust You hear my voice, you hear that sound Like thunder gonna shake the ground You held me down, but I got up Get ready ’cause I’ve had enough I see it all, I see it now I got the eye of the…