standing in an airport. helping a stranger by holding their triplet infants wrapped in white blankets. their full moon heads so soft and perfect against me while they sleep.
Tag: sleeping
talking to a friend in my living room while my husband dries off after a shower in the bathroom. i need to get something in there so i squeeze past him as he’s wrapping the towel around his waist, reach for the item and return to the living room without shutting the door. i wonder […]
