It was ink dark outside when the contractions started but I waited until 5am before waking him. ‘Are you sure?’ he asked. ‘Yes, I’m sure!’ I said. ‘Could it still be prelabour?’ ‘These are no Braxton Hicks. And they’re getting closer together. I’ve been timing.’ He had good reason to ask: my prelabour had gone … Continue reading
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microessays / Musings / Poems
Every decision you make is a political statement.
(an incomplete list) To breathe. How to move. How to talk. How to interact. What/how to eat. What to wear and how to wear it. Whom/what to read/watch/listen to/research. What to take on. What to value. What values to hold. What opinions to own. How to update your social media status. Should you be on … Continue reading
Under the olive tree.
My husband and I will celebrate our wedding anniversary in a few days, and I’m feeling sentimental. I wrote this poem for him last year, reproduced here with permission. Under the olive tree. I want to marry you again but this time we would say I do under that big olive tree in October I’d have a … Continue reading
