She first bestowed on me A preference for passivity; Next he, the means to fly, But only away, and never high. Helplessly they swaddled me In quirks of personality, And my pliable newborn skin Made sure to breathe them in. Today I know stasis and retreat, As clearly as I hear the beat Of my […]
Monthly Archives: April 2010
I was only five years old when I determined that my mother was not going to be able to take care of me. I’d been playing with my brother in his room. Bored, he decided to investigate his closet. I stood under the heat and glare of a naked light bulb as he clambered onto […]
