Tags 
%23postpartum
 |
PostpartumA Poem by BMorrillDays pass by quickly Suddenly snow melts away Babies learn to crawl |
|
The Return of HerA Poem by B.N. StuderA poem that represents the return to the woman as an individual, before motherhood. |
The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5
Share This