In My Element

How could I forget the passing of my father and mother? My father had become terribly sick. My mother cared for him day and night and soon became sick herself. I cared for both until they died days apart. How could I forget those days of loss and the burden put on me at…

Mother’s Day Limerick – Post Modern Partum

There once was an XX who named itself YY, (Being gender fluid made her mother cry), Then YY had a baby, And was no longer gender hazy, Mother’s Day and Joy made her cry. © Jennifer A. Johnson, 2017, All Rights Reserved Added 5-16-2017: You won’t find this in a…