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Make Him a Balloon, Not a Ball and Chain.
It’s jolting how easily a desired ideal becomes delusion in the face of reality. My mother says my life has been, comparatively, charmed. I was an only child with a father who was only semi-absentee....
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Blastocysts.
At first, not much changes, other than people’s perceptions of you. Whatever you were before the second line bled through that pregnancy test window—intelligent, respectable, ambitious, in a stable...
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Insanity.
Everything here was new but you. You must’ve felt inundated with the unfamiliar. You’d never seen my car, a vintage burgundy two-seater purchased outright just two months before you arrived. Your legs...
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Separation Anxiety.
I don’t know what I was expecting. My only certainty, as I spent my first post-semester week alone in my apartment with an unringing phone, a constantly muttering television, and a mounting reluctance...
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Residue.
It isn’t the absence that bothers me; it’s the silence. Before last summer, you were the one who took responsibility for our conversations. I was allowed to be blasé. I could put work first; I could...
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Congratulations! … Or Something Like It.
This isn’t noble, this pregnancy. You aren’t at all saccharine about the sanctity of human life. This embryo is matter-of-fact, with its bulbous head, translucent eye-coverings, webbed feet and...
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What Should Be Told.
By the time I spin you a tale about the first time I heard your heartbeat, there will be several pains so far receded, they’ll seem glitter on the fronds of talking trees. Do not worry; all my hurt...
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Motes and Beams.
And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother’s eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? — Matthew 7:3 Last night, a woman cradled her abdomen and revealed the life growing...
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