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It’s strange to be standing on the edge of a precipice waiting Talking to folks who’ve walked this path before And with all good intentions try to warn me It’s strange looking down and realizing that I could meet the ground at any moment Everyone tells me it’ll happen They tell me I’ll be too tired to be Insinuating that I’ll resent my life Or lose something I could never get back. What they don’t know is that I’ve hit the ground before It has already happened I’ve been far too tired to be I’ve resented my life in ways that seem impossible now I’ve lost so much of myself I’ll never get back And I’m so glad It’s not a precipice at all It’s a wide expanse under a setting sun It’s a sun-kissed morning where the birds are chirping. It’s the swelling sounds of wind in the trees And the moonlit music of evening. It’s tired mornings and tears It’s everything All that will be will be gathered to me I’m so glad.
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Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 3:29 PM UTC
A Precipice/An Expanse
It’s strange to be standing on the edge of a precipice waiting Talking to folks who’ve walked this path before And with all good intentions try to warn me It’s strange looking down and realizing that I could meet the ground at any moment Everyone tells me it’ll happen They tell me I’ll be too tired to be Insinuating that I’ll resent my life Or lose something I could never get back. What they don’t know is that I’ve hit the ground before It has already happened I’ve been far too tired to be I’ve resented my life in ways that seem impossible now I’ve lost so much of myself I’ll never get back And I’m so glad It’s not a precipice at all It’s a wide expanse under a setting sun It’s a sun-kissed morning where the birds are chirping. It’s the swelling sounds of wind in the trees And the moonlit music of evening. It’s tired mornings and tears It’s everything All that will be will be gathered to me I’m so glad.
I'm waiting for my baby to come this week, so I wrote a poem about parenthood. It is based on conversations I've had over the years where well intentioned people, in-person and online, have said some strange things "warning" about what early parenthood will be. This is my response.
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Feb 3
Feb 3, 2026 at 3:29 PM UTC
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