Monica Bielanko
That's What She Said
Just A Junk Drawer Dream
You can also find Monica's writing here:
« My Doctor Knows My Drapes Don't Match My Carpet But Soon He'll Be The Only One | Main | Wherein I Throw Two Brooms On My Roof »


Lately I've been thinking about the abortion I had when I was seventeen. I feel more conflicted about it now than ever.

The knowledge that I stopped the life of a human being that could’ve grown up and been a child just like my sweet Violet tortures me. It tortures me. In the wake of Violet’s birth I am slowly becoming aware of this process taking place deep inside my brain.
It's what I'm babbling about today.