You were supposed to stay. You were supposed to survive with me, to heal and to love and to laugh with me in my eyes. I wanted to breastfeed you like I did your brother. I wanted to watch you grow and tell you stories. I wanted to play and sing with you. I wantedContinue reading “Eulalia Lus Zoo”
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Crush
Our house was white with black trim. We had some flowers out in our front yard by the side of our garage. My sister and I planted those flowers with our mom to see if they would grow and bloom. That day, in the early evening of a warm afternoon in California, that was whenContinue reading “Crush”