By Sarah Brooks
This year they told us “12 good years”.
Will I bring you into this world with that written out before me?
Dwelling on that is new- I don’t have the answer yet.
Part of me mourns the time when the only thing between us were the years I needed,
And the other copes by listing out your name.
So, for now I’ll say,
if this world does end up powering you into existence, Continue reading