Sarah Pinsker | And We Were Left Darkling

Published: Aug. 18, 2015, 10:01 a.m.

b'I don\\u2019t remember her birth. My dream baby, the baby I have in my dreams, the one who crashed into my head one night and took roost. She is a day old, a week old, a year old, eight years old, three weeks old, a day old. She has fine blond hair, except when she has tight black curls. Once she had cornrows that lengthened every time I looked away. \\u201cHer hair grows faster than I can cut it,\\u201d I said to my dream family. | Copyright 2015 by Sarah Pinsker. Narrated by Judy Young.\\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices'