Poetry: Day Bath

Day Bath –Debra Spencer From Pome­gran­ate for my son Last night I walked him back and forth, his small head heavy against my chest, round eyes watch­ing me in the dark, his body a sand­bag in my arms. I longed for sleep but could­n’t bear…

Well, It’s Productive Insomnia

As of now, every page on my per­son­al site (technomom.com) except the cyber­stalk­ing stuff is val­i­dat­ed and link-checked. The Web Design Group’s val­ida­tor is stricter than the one built into Home­Site, so I found some issues that I had­n’t caught…

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