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…
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…
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