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Sacred Mothering

I hover over, I cloak him in the sacred space as he sleeps. The troubled cough, occasional yet meaningful, bursting through the silence of predawn. It tells me something I can’t quite grasp— feelings of pressure and grim faces that want, expect, disapprove. The body just wants peace, wants to lie down in soft glades, full of grass blades and [...]

By | July 31st, 2012|Categories: Poetry and musings|0 Comments