One morning last September
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MoreBirthing them and rebirthing myself
More“The body is a multilingual being. It speaks through its colour and its temperature, the flush of recognition, the glow of love,
MoreSlowly the land regains its colorUp on the hillside three deer moveCautiously driven by hunger, twoOf them still wobbly on their too-Long
MoreMy husband, my 4-year old, myself, my 11-month old… all of us on a double size bed. It’s a warm summer night,
MoreThis post will be a little bit different. A little more personal too. Despite all the social media and blog posts, I
MoreIt’s just he and I during the night hours. He sleeps beside me, either curled into the crevice of my arm or
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