2020-04-07T00:23:29-07:00March 23rd, 2020|Parenthood|

Sheltering in place

It was bound to happen
the proximity of my son in this small house
and yet it’s more than I expected
his mouth beside me everywhere asking and asking 

I can feel my irritation like an angry moth
flapping inside my chest

we’re like a lion and her cub
used to roaming but now stuck in the same pen

and then suddenly my words crack out of me
pop pop pop
sharp as claws

I saw a lion swipe at her cub once
at a zoo when I was little
and I think of how she stretched out
afterwards in the sun

did she feel heartsick as she lay there
or did she trust the sun to take the memory away.

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