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  • The Smell of Normal

    I walk in at her prompting; she’d called my name over and over like the non-stop hum of the a/c. “Mamamamamama.” My entrance stops her mid-stream,and she exchanges chatter for grins. Her little brown…

    Mar 7
  • To Feel Your Touch

    Soft downy hair tickles my arm, and I watch as she wiggles, wavering between squeezing out a few more moments of playtime or succumbing to the heaviness falling on her lids. Her eyes blink…

    Mar 15