Guest Blogger, Skye Forest, on doula dreams
I find my breath Guilty? or Grateful? I check for signs of yours Lucky? or Lingering? I see, in your tired eyes -which I wipe with dampened cloth- Yearning I feel, in your shaking hand -which I hold gently in mine- Restlessness I hear, in your muted sounds -which I strain to… Continue reading A Sit with M.