somewhere along the way i have become a mother. in shades of black, grey, and blinding white. in small hours and long minutes, liquid and solid, electric and organic. it has been everything and nothing i thought it would be at once.
zineb is three months,
and 41 minutes old.
my muscles are different and my skin is changed. my heart is under reconstruction. my brain is ripe and spotted, peeled and exposed.
it is forever.
zineb. love you.