by lori | Jul 8, 2015 | Alzheimer's, Caregiving, Content, Here and now, Poetry, Women
I break my heart each morning so there is room for her her memory and story her history inside of me disease that slowly separates her away from her beyond disease a slow release of precious self to daughters mom we broke ourselves each morning let our hearts be... by lori | Feb 27, 2014 | Here and now, Poetry, Silly, Women
Let’s fix this Oh fuck it that’s never going to work your fault my fault someone here’s a jerk candor and reticence swings at the beach keeping thoughts to yourself giving a speech making a decision taking a stand waffling, wondering head in the sand pain,...