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Growing Old
Gardenia Are the whitest white you’ve ever seen, Except for the hairs escaping my brain To surface slowly on my head Like the last ever flowers Of a dying earth. Continue reading
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Third Trimester Exhaustion Setting In.
I begin to set expectations of coconut water that are just unreasonable. I check the nutritional information before every glug, meditating on the word “electrolytes” like one might mediate on Om Mani Padme Hum. In the name of potassium and magnesium, bless it to my body I pray. Glug. I begin to feel my heart… Continue reading
About Me
A poet living in Ontario. Mostly works of memoir and poetry that focus on motherhood, womanhood, and relationship to self.