Tag: NaPoWriMo

  • pride and screaming

    I stand in the hallway screaming from my roots – one long screech from the four corners of my feet, from my pelvic floor, from the tips of my fingers.   My two-month-old sleeps in her bouncey chair not five feet from where I stand. My 23-month-old kicks and scream-cries behind her closed door on…

  • when it’s time

    our two-year-old runs to me, her bare feet smacking the hard floor. Smiling, she asks me, “may I watch a show, when it’s time?” She runs away and runs back, “May I have chocolate, when it’s time?” And again, “may I play on your phone, when it’s time?” I answer yes, yes, and yes, and…

  • Peeling Grapes

    Who am I to be blessed with a baby who loves grapes; and me, with legs and feet to stand, hands and fingers to work, eyes to watch and ears to listen? The juice runs down between my fingers as my knife works.  It drips from my wrist onto the white plate where I wipe…