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The Mother Becomes the Mother of Herself as Well
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The Mother Becomes the Mother of Herself asWell 2. My heart broke like a stone, thrown. Or maybe this will help you to understand: The ache was an insurmountable mountain climb. So many steps, out of breath Just have to give up, drop down to your death. Little boy Lower lip turning down Head lowered Eyes like starvation Great granite mother am I. My heart broke Little boy Christ, remove the log from my eye. My heart broke, like a stone, thrown. 1. On the way there I spent a long time crying inside me, saying,“Mommy!” Embarrassed, a real weirdo for doing that; but I kept doing that and I kept crying All of it strange and I stood back and watched myself As I was then watching myself do all things in a monotonous, slow motion, cotton-candy, get-nowhere way: Put on the jacket, and make the snack, and smile the smile, and give them a bath. 78 I called out for my mommy. I was a baby, yes, and I am whining, now, yes, it’s true. But it’s true, too. And that’s how a mother grows up. And that’s how a mother becomes strong, like a stone. And like a stone, thrown. 79 [52.207.218.95] Project MUSE (2024-03-28 21:07 GMT) ...