A Snapshot

That's my pelvis. 

Pressure. 

Those are my dreams. 

Tornadoes in the distance. 

These are my feet. 

Swollen. 

This is today. 

A snapshot. 

That's my family. 

Like the best mix tape you ever heard. 

Those are my blog entries. 

Word from flesh. 

These are my hopes. 

Expressed. 

Those are the freedoms I miss. 

Flexibility and time alone. 

These are the hands I cannot live without. 

J.R. 

That's my heart walking around in a body. 

Aurora. 

This is 32.5 weeks, full full full. 

Isaiah coming.