today was OUTSIDE. I harvested dog shit into the empty 50 lb dog food bag, mostly from the House Yard in preparation for weedwhacking there. Dear Tay. her Personal space was reduced so much when Sunny Ray came back and Gideon moved. We have really outgrown this particular Plan. And i hauled things that have been set out of place to some new configuration, but still, we have outgrown our space here.
All while working i have thought about the info from Annalisa, Kaisen Journey, about
cunt
i talked to Alyssia just now…the conversation moving and moving, a flow as she fed this newest one of Us from her breast
from her breast. There's so much milk. All day since morning i have run the hose, run water, how water is like milk, keeping things alive
how there are FOUR of us now, 4. How some months ago, there were 3 of us and knowing that the small being was female, what that felt like, but also knowing tho female she might be born to die…the Trisomy 13 flags the 4th, born to die and how we, and i say we, because anyone of us could have tipped it, how we took the chance. How so totally GREAT we had the option of NOT taking the chance if we didn't feel we could….but we felt we could and took it
here she is, looking like she is enjoying some very personal joke…
our 4th generation. Who'd've guessed.
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