things that pile up

from the beginning

a fractured sleep

pain with no origin

curse of being a female

a 40-min car ride of a wailing toddler

the incessant ‘whys’

another morsel

or a sip of water

brush your teeth

two minutes

a nappy change

a story read

a chapter read

some emails replied

some texts too

too many people

too many conversations

still smiling

nodding

righteous anger when needed

but the pain

oh curse it

now so tired

last story before bed

dishes washed

some notes made

a few connections severed

and reframed

checking in

is this the straw

that breaks my back?

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