Baby | Baby
Aug.25.2011
She asks me this question. I don't answer.
I suck a thumb. Hers.
If I had teeth, I'd bite.
She asks me more questions.
I crawl away. Fall. Cry.
If she picks me up again... I'll kiss her for sure!
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Aug.02.2011
I find God in a babyWatching it is my hobbyIts cheeks are so chubbyI sing secretly a lullaby
When it sleeps with peaceMy emotions get greaseIt will play with fairiesHaving totally no worries
Inside its mind happens what?This is ever my serious thoughtAny dream has it during sleep got?What emotions...
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Jul.06.2011
my little intermittent snail
leaves her trail
with her mouth for me to follow
these fragmented footprints
her shiny wet and slimy spots
here on the bed sheet
the corners of her towel
another discarded pacifier
a stuffed bear
spot-decorated with milky puke
sporting a not-too-dry...
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May.03.2011
The San Francisco neighborhood was lousy. A burned-out house sported thick ivy on its charred front steps, and a fire-retardant chair boldly squatted in the front yard. On the telephone poles were homemade signs for a lost black and white dog.
I made my way to a gray-shingled house with rotting...
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Feb.17.2011
Burp the words you swallowed earlier with your milk
I’m listening for your smiles
I’m waiting for your giggle and your sigh
As I hug you to sleep on my shoulder
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Feb.16.2011
Ten toes wriggle and kick as ten fingers grapple
and clench as one baby giggles and smiles with
eyes closed in dreams of milky ballet rivers sliding
over lips gums and tongue into tummy and out the bum.
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Feb.13.2011
Hot bath time bubbles on red skin pop
With a giggle and a yawn and a happy smile.
“Wake me with warm milk and a hug, if you dare...”
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Feb.08.2011
smiling shining baby teeth smile shine underneath the gums invisible
pressing lightly baby lips part with tongue darts now
eyelids split open reveal the dreamer dreaming baby dreams
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Feb.08.2011
A sudden giggle from the baby mid-sleep
Surprises us mid-sentence
At midnight
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Feb.03.2011
Losing my fertility, or finding that I didn't really have much fertility to begin with, has been my toughest loss and my toughest challenge. Always wanting one and not being able to have a child of my own has been devastating to my psyche and to my sense of womanhood. There isn't too much worse...
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