Fifty-two days, my Son my sun

Today after school is out my son gets to come spend time with me. I miss him like the trees miss the rain, like the earth misses the moon, skies dark without him, only little pricks of starlight to find my way. Every other weekend means twenty-six weekends a year and a few holidays. ItContinue reading “Fifty-two days, my Son my sun”

Tonight I miss you

And the virus doesn’t scare me anymore because I’m already drowning in my snot crying missing you knowing I’ll never see you or feel your energy your eyes your hands and I can’t breathe again I’m drowning because what are the years ahead of me if you are not there I don’t want them andContinue reading “Tonight I miss you”