Circular Dreams

"Mommy, would you answer the phone?" The Silent Sentinel's request woke me from a not so pleasant sleep. The phone rang it was my ex husband. Sigh, there are things I hate waking up to and he is one of them. The call of course being about My Child, who left his medicine here this…


My little eye

I spy with my little eye something moving tiny and tethered it shivered as I breathed in sync with me I focused on the thread that sat next to my head trapping a ball of lint how much do we see due to immense notions when something minuscule carries more weight?