Mothers are inscrutable beings to their sons, always. ("The Higgler")
Love, Family, Mothers
I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.
Love, Death, Family
Under her thick pancake makeup, her skin had been pockmarked, but he would stare at her adoringly from his cot at night and imagine her scars were constellations, a secret map to a far-off, happy place.
Sleep, Stars, Family
She's a people-mechanic and always knows when I'm malfunctioning.
Love, Family, Mom
He could hardly breathe at the though of his son and Quintana in Sorel with no one to protect them.
Family, Father
My Son, Only Tax and Death are for sure.
Death, Family
Whether I felt strong and courageous or not, I would now have to be for my baby boy.
Family, Hopeful
Sparks are warm while they last.
Inspirational, Family
You ask how it is possible to be your own father and son. You should seek answers, although it is better to anticipate some, to be the light and dream.
Dreams, Light, Poetry
Exactly what are you wanting to teach your children? -How to love and care for themselves, or how to neglect and abandon themselves? Self-sarifice is NOT setting a good example.
Children, Mothers, Self Love
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