Mind cycling through the daily routine, I slowly slide off the bed. I waddle around with my swollen belly, pain erupting from inconveniently placed baby kicks.I feed the animals, step back inside, breathe. Head spins from standing too long washing dishes. Turn on washing machine, more pain; crouch down, turn, bend, breathe.I waddle up the stairs.... Continue Reading →
Life cycle of a book
Each printed marking felt warm on my leaves. Though the binding hurt a little, it was finished soon after and I was in darkness.Rumbling, stop, start, up and down, until the light came again and I saw many others like me.Many, many others.Light and dark cycled, until a creature held me.The creature opened me, our souls linking all through the wondrous moments it spent with me and my... Continue Reading →