Postpartum Depression and a Hard Place

Sometimes you feel like one of those stone-menfrom a comic book or graphic novel.You try to take a step forward,but you feel your body is made of gargantuan rocks.You might as well be a jetty, shielding a harbor.You’re so heavy, it hurts to move.Mostly you just have to take a shower and get off Instagram.You have to continue to build lives out of pita chipsand ballet slippers.Reorganize the Tupperware, again.You have to keep moving,one bolder at a time.

art by Natalie Meredith