i sometimes really enjoy
being inside my head.
sometimes it’s a pain in the ass
like when i am crazy neurotic.
without the minions…
it’s just me & the voices.
they are mostly benign
without any stimulus.
not that my minions make me crazy.
i think that it is more
that being a mother makes me

i miss my minions…
but i really enjoy being alone.

i am able to sort through thoughts
make sense of things
it’s kind of nice.

but it is way way way
too quiet without them.

and i have no excuse to not make art
with them not knocking up against my elbows.
so i make art.
not always earth-shattering art
but let’s call it art
you know, pigs and sheep and that other thing
playing jacks…
the dogs know
they have been memorialized
playing poker.

(i almost forgot to take a picture of the ink stain. i started in on the pig, then remembered)


Author: emje

oh! i know who i am now i am sad & silly i am fierce & fantastic i am passionate & magical i am a fucking unicorn

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