The Daily Turn #26: One of Those Days

Today would have been a good dayfor all the people who post commentsabout how they don’t know how I do it allto walk into my house–Trying to sleep in too late,barging around about nothing,dropping the broom to the floorwith a thud just becausesomebody wants to eat again.Seeing the world as a series ofmesses that have…

The Daily Turn #24: The Space Between

there’s always this moment,laying in bedseventy-five percent awake and twenty-five percentstuck in dream,where you are starting to realizeyou are alive–you have a name and a faceand a family,and this is a particularday of the weekin which you have a specific list ofthings to do.It only takes a split-secondfor all this informationto come flooding backinto the brainthat has…

The Daily Turn #16: My Fat Little Baby

My fat little babyis reaching upfor something brightthat dangles–bangles of lightand brilliantcolor.His elbowsare deeply dimpled,his cheeks areperfectly-proportioned for a million kisses.There has never beena rolypolier boy. One day he will have dreamsof being an astronautor a fireman.He may want to write a bookor play guitar like his dada. But right now,all he hopes foris this:that I…