Where did we go wrong?

I stare at my phone, finger

lingering over the call button under her name: Momma.

I want to tell her about this horrible day,

I want to cry my pain into her ears and hear her

comfort me, remind me I am strong and safe.

IUD BY CARLY SCHAELLING

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 7834THPARALLEL.NET

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