I dive so deeply into days flooded with motherhood...
anxiety
Creative Process
My creative process is a bomb defusal in a crowded room where the people keep wandering by to peek over my shoulder.
Tomorrow
My every day is balanced on the knife point of panic.
A Conversation (Hyperlink Poem)
(Click each blue response to see the truth.)
Some Days
Some days I give so much of my love away that I forget to leave any for myself.
