How will you be vulnerable?
To the ugly little creatures – the inconvenient human needs and the words half-formed and the stumbles in the dark – I’m so ashamed. I have tried to smother you, to starve you, the lock you away from the sun. I have not been the mother I should, I have not held you softly in my palm to see what you might become.
What the heck is this Reverb12 business? Find out here. I was so honored to be asked by Kat to write this particular prompt, you can read the whole thing here. I'm catching up, slowly, but the good news is I'm finally answer the prompts in order again! (Small victories.) I'll probably be working my way through the rest of these into the New Year, focusing on the forward-looking prompts in January.