Tag: prose poem
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Making It Through the First Year of Motherhood
In the calm, milky light of dawn, my newborn son nestled against me, and a maelstrom of emotions crashed over me. One moment, I’m drowning in a tidal wave of love for this perfect, fragile creature who’s burrowed into my very being. The next, I’m gasping for air, slammed by the reality of the decision…