Momologues

© by Suraj Holzwarth 2022 There is nothing more intense, no labor harder, physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually, nothing more...

I sat alone at the kitchen table. My daughter on a stool at the counter with her breakfast. I started to sob. again. A continuation from...

I would say my life has been defined in a large part by the lack of agency my mother had in her choice to have children. She was married...

My husband was out of town for the day of my scheduled checkup. Home with our first born (via emergency cesarean), I was well into my...