Here's to growing and rearing sparkly humans. I love you mom!!!
dishes
Tonight's dishes: I stand at the sink assessing the pile up. Food debris in the drain. Crumbs around the brim. Five fruit flies. Small plates. Large plates. A Tiny wooden spoon used to feed my child. Splattered yams. I look out the window and take in the last remnants of the today's sun. I notice a frown invade my face and try my best to straighten it. I pull my chin up and begin the cleaning process again, as I have done so many times before, at this very sink and others like it. I turn on the left faucet and then the right. I hold my crooked hands under water and pour soap over dishes. I inhale the smell of the soap - a blend of grapefruit and clean socks. I grab a tired blue sponge and begin scrubbing. I think of bacteria festering under my fingernails. I scrub. Front and back. I think about filling up a bowl and using less water - I've been to countries where people have no water at all - but the water continues to run. I am guilty. Washing. Rinsing. Stacking the dishes on a slippery rack. Drying my hands with a towel. Straightening my frown into a line.
falcon
Sueños de un gigante me sostenía en sus brazos escuálidos. Los sueños de mis dientes se caigan en un vaso de plástico. Una garrapata succiona la sangre de misrodillas. Un halcón con las alas rotas me retaba a volar ...