She’s growing fingernails! Look at her tiny hands! She’s holding up her own bottle! She’s learned to wave! She is brilliant at handwriting. She keeps doodling on her hands. She isn’t great with using her fingers to count. She can tie her shoelaces! She’s huddled up in...

I slide the knife down my chestand tear myself apartI see an unborn fetusanother version of myselffull of innocence and no doubtsI see them content and peacefula version of myself who is okaywith the reflection that stares backA version...