Sunday Haiku

Husband took our son

To go grocery shopping:

I am left alone.

I look at the house

Destroyed by a tornado,

A brazen toddler. 

Elmo on TV 

Can’t find the fucking remote –

Need more coffee NOW.

Overcome by shock

I vow to do my best but

Write this poem instead. 


An ode to pumping…

The sun’s coming up
Pumping instead of sleeping.
Ho hum ho hum drip.

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