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One day you'll meet a person Who, for no reason at all, doesn't like you On sight.
Read the poemPoems about mothers, mothering, and what stays in the body.
These poems move through mothers, mothering, and the forms of love or pressure that begin close to home. Some are tender. Some are sharpened by memory.
Read these as a set of returns: to voice, to childhood, to the people who first taught you what care was supposed to feel like.
Curated for this doorway into the archive.
You're such a beautiful child
One day you'll watch From the back seat of the car Your Dad grab your Mom's hair
Read the poemThe shards that slice your hands
Each pivotal moment, Each crucial scene, frozen in time, Buried deep beneath the protective membrane
Read the poemOne summer night, you'll glimpse infinity.
One summer night, you'll glimpse infinity. Climb the hill, between the rolling White Mountains, and on the way
Read the poemFreeze-frames
Each of the freeze-frames of your worst moments dance in front of the mirror as it sparkles
Read the poemYour intuition knew
You'll never forget when you feel magic. It'll grab you by the throat And freeze-stamp the time and place—
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