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Chicken Noodle Soup – a love story
Five old bowls on the kitchen counter, Dad gets home from work, hello! Dishes in the sink again, and goldfish on the floor. Wash up, kids, it’s time to eat. Homemade chicken noodle soup, and tomorrow we will repeat. But maybe Tuesday dinner is chicken nuggets made from frozen, sliced potatoes, canned green beans. Well,… Continue reading
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Sticks & Stones Will Break My Heart (this the joy of motherhood)
He draws a smiley face in every window of his chalk house, and someone stuck a smiley face on top of the brown bookshelf. One day I even came across a tiny blue butterfly sticker which found itself in flight behind our cheap little kitchen toaster. I step past an old flower pot they’ve filled… Continue reading
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Motherhood by Laundry Load – a poem of transformation
it was like so many otherMondays,but now she was nearly9 months oldand I was folding laundry slow,those muslin cloths with goats and owlsand edges thick withhappy lace,my hands heavywith the sweetnessfingering through theseasonscascading in unshedtearsbehind my eyes. motherhood— I’ve never been morechangeddoing the same loadsof laundryover and over and overagain. –S.V.F. / Laundry Loads read… Continue reading
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To My Younger Mom Self
If I could say one thing to her— You’re going to be off balance for a little awhile, then a week before your son turns five he will burst into the kitchen, wonder what you’re doing, discover you’re in there making chocolate brownies from a box. And you’ll be smiling, toppling over, just trying to… Continue reading
