This Morning, I Forgot.

I woke late, today. Rushed to get my son ready, pack his lunch, my lunch. Cursing myself and already overwhelmed by the day. Full of foreboding—papers due, appointments, reminders, a run A cheerful face That must be presented everywhere.   How swiftly we forget. A year ago I had no home. No son to wakeContinue reading “This Morning, I Forgot.”

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