“Why you hurting mama?”
“I’m bleeding son.”
“Where’s the blood,”
“Where I’d pee.” I speak bluntly.
Boy eyes wide I explain.
“You know our chickens lay eggs each day?
Mama lays eggs each month, but it’s just a speck a dust.
It’s cuz I can make babies.
You were the size of a pea when I first saw you,”
Eyes even wider with amazement.
“That’s crazy! And baby brother was a pea too?”
“And I was once a pea too.”
We both smile probably pondering the same thing.
He tosses and turns.
“Go to bed son.”
He huffs and sighs.
“I am much like you little boo.”
“Uh huh” he says annoyed.
“Yeah I was afraid of the dark, monsters,
Ghosts, shadows, lights….
I used to bundle up inside my blanket where they couldn’t get me until my hands and feet got hot and convinced the monsters they were covered with invisible shields just like my head.”
Excited. “I count to 10 to jump on couches before they can get me.”
“I used to dream of flying and wake up the next day trying to fly.
I felt safe in my mamas bed too.
Mornings I pretended to be sick because I was tired from staying up all night thinking about traveling to other planets and wondered if there was someone exactly like me somewhere else.”
He hugs me tight.
We both smile excited to find someone like me
probably pondering the same thing.