sitting here in the space where no one needs me no one pulls at me no one is asking me for anything sitting here with quiet on an early evening i flirt with the possibility of retiring early down blanket pulled to my ears my head buried in a therapeutic pillow designed to keep my…
Tag: Infant
Some Birds Do Fly in the Rain
“THEY ALWAYS WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH ME!” she is shouting. She is sitting all of 3 feet away from me and although I have told her 4 times during this conversation that these are not walls but a cubicle with a door, she does not lower her voice. “Who? Who are you talking about?”…