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On Motherhood: A letter—call it a remembering, call it a poem—to myself before and after I became a mother
A letter—call it a remembering, call it a poem—to myself before and after I became a mother.
A letter—call it a remembering, call it a poem—to myself before and after I became a mother.
BEFORE / How you walked through the home goods aisle of a shitty department store in the Mojave and told him you didn’t want kids, you said leave i…