six months postpartum

This is where I spend my days nowHere on the floorTrying to finish my coffeeOr read a littleBefore she needs me againShe needs me I’m not the same person nowI forget thingsI don’t sleep very muchI don’t reply to messagesFor a long timeEverything seems to take a long time The things I don’t like about […]

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a poem: my home is a vessel

My home is a vessel and nothing more As soon as a person walks through my door I do not want them to look at my home And think that it’s empty and cold My home is a vessel and nothing more Please don’t analyze the decor I didn’t buy furniture just for the looks […]

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