17.2.09

Crushing The Limits Of Maternal Endurance

Not twelve daughters.
Not eight.
Not four.


Just two.


First daughter,
Columbian car crash

Second daughter,
struck down on the streets of Boston

These gifts I give to you...

These gifts I take away...


1 comment:

jem said...

Striking and thought-provoking. The sparing use of words makes it more so.