Underdog

He launches my swing into the air so I can feel the freedom and the height and the potential He holds me up, in the air and in his eyes Delivering as much strength as he can muster Until I get “too big” for the swingset, and we have to shift indoors   He records all those early moments through…

baby

Disillusionment

And suddenly I was bombarded by a tiny alien they called sister. She came home from the hospital and shook my expectations from their pedestal of joy down down down to the disillusionment of sisterhood. Her eyes sparkled in the sunshine, as they say, but I shielded my own, longing to escape back into a…