And so it begins.
When your best is not what she needs.
Surprise! Mama made you something special! Please eat!
Later that day,
We walked into the chapel and she put her tiny hands together and said
Dear Jesus please help me get better I have a cough.
Dear Jesus please make me hungry so that I can eat more.
Can you do that Jesus?
My heart broke.
I have been asking her to eat.
more,more. Everyone keeps saying more is better. Too skinny is no good they say. Be strong I say.
But she can’t take anymore can she?
Sleeping in a Cab
Like a b side single,
Like a run away,
Like it’s better than your single bed
Like a mummy who dyed her hair blue and wearing pearl earrings.
Like being in transit.
The inner ache
There’s a deep tingling numbness in my body. It weakens my limbs. My pride is swollen and I am disjointed.
Oh dear lord please not now.
Odd
Born on an even number within an odd number of the year of 19 seventy seven infinite years.
Odd.
It’s been days since I was even a part of even a day.