you just don't know... how good...

it is....

to see your name...

on this board...

again....


especially for these lines:

Young woman,
you can't come back here for these pills again
It is your RIGHT and your RESPONSIBILITY
to make sure that your wild nights don't grow into
wildly needing babies
and
he predicted it

one year later my
wildly growing fetus started
changing my plans and flipping in belly water
born to be my redefinition
stripped me of my labels and named me mother
taught me how to run on pure necessity even on sleepless nights when
I woke up with nothing left to offer but "mommy"
mommy needs sleep, mommy needs to eat something, mommy's nipples hurt
taught me how sometimes it's more important to gurgle and tickle and just be
together than to
just be on time for once
time has stopped
and my self is being built quietly in the background while I
move nimbly among necessities and have to's and renegotiations
my inner poet is lost inside the pockets of my diaper bag, and my feminist is
stuck on top of my shoulder whispering to me that I
am the mom of girls and I
need to remember what it is to be a woman
in order to teach my girls
how to be the woman that I used to be before

hello.

and welcome back. even if it's only for a day or two or three...

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l'amour est la médecine fidèle d'un dieu.

i think i feel my skin going scaled.
can i come up for air? ©amel larrieux