interrogatories

i want to tell you all about it-
but i am warmed and nurtured with chicken soup and kale and feel all warm inside-- too warm to visit the cold harshness of what i actually wanted to write about..

i am in it-- that's all i'll say..
each day waking up to the reality of THIS LiFe- THIS BODY- THESE CHILDREN- THIS FINANCIAL SITUATION..
ans all around me EVERYONE is feeling it..
even touching on writing about it makes me feel off..

interrogatories..

before 2 weeks ago, i didnt event know what that word meant, let alone how to say it.. if you too have been served with these (like you who i have just served too..)--get help and really look at whos helping you..

in a war?

me too...
i have no appetite- each day feels full with muck-- and i am scared..

but of what?
and who?
and when does it all sort out?