ESSAY: Reading Motherhood
motherhood as existential apogee, spiritual rupture, & adventure story
I’m crossing the street, over 7 months pregnant. I’m hobbling, carrying thirty pounds of extra weight, weakened from an iron deficiency. A car rolls up to a stop sign to my right. When I’m halfway ac…
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