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A Conversation (Hyperlink Poem)

March 27, 2020May 13, 2020 / amynotdorft / Leave a comment

(Click each blue response to see the truth.)

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Thoughts at 1 am

March 19, 2020 / amynotdorft / Leave a comment

This is for the moms whose vacations were taken in the aisles of grocery stores, at the tables of cafés, in efficient trips to the shopping mall or gym.

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Some Days

March 10, 2020 / amynotdorft / Leave a comment

Some days I give so much of my love away that I forget to leave any for myself.

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I woke to find the world
Cherry blossoms on a snowy afternoon. 🌸
A safe distance.
I don't write a lot of poetry about being a mom because sometimes I need a space that's about the other parts of me. I love poetry about motherhood and parenting, some times it is the only thing that keeps me from feeling completely alone, but I often find myself writing about the other aspects of my life. Especially during a pandemic where my mom hat has been on 24/7 for over a year. Sometimes I feel like the other parts of me... especially the nerdy ones... get lost beneath what everyone thinks it should mean to be a "mom."
Rather say that they are "skilled."
Because the universe is not obligated to tell me of your passing.

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