i can hear the heartbreak in my mother's voice when she repeats back to me regretfully confirmation of my desire to never bear children it's been more than a decade since i first made the declaration but of course it's never been real to her until now, as i stand here well past the beginning … Continue reading procreation

of youth

When did I think to dream, to dare to dream, of standing with a love, on a street, in the open, under sunlight or moonlight, vulnerable to each other and to a world which might cast violence upon us for the brush of our lips, our tender embrace My dreams have sent me to those … Continue reading of youth