Prayer on National Childfree Day
Blessed are the miscarriages, the midnight cramps and ultrasound jelly, the long tongue of photographs that betrays my empty pocket. […]
Blessed are the miscarriages, the midnight cramps and ultrasound jelly, the long tongue of photographs that betrays my empty pocket. […]
They came in a box Dad gave me one Christmas, nestled among the level and awl and putty knife and
At an Easter party yesterday, one friend says she’s a closet Buddhist. Her husband, scholar and priest, is in a
I mean you played movies when you wanted sex. Abstinence in the temporary form of Tarantino bloodbaths we had seen
I have lied about my mother. She never wore aprons, regularly burned dinners. A student and teacher with four young
for V.M., who gave birth to a healthy baby who the state immediately took away, charging cruelty and neglect due