DESIRE
We were sat in front of the television, Akin, Tara and I, watching Moana and eating popcorn. I was cuddled by his side, enjoying the smell of his perfume and listening to his heartbeat. I had long given up on watching the movie– I've watched it several times I could practically recite each scene, word for word with my eyes closed– when Akin asked me about my mother.
My mood had soured immediately. Ever since I'd left home that night, I hadn't made contact with her. Its been almost four years since that night. It wasn't that I didn't miss her, I had. It had been especially hard after I had given birth to Tara, I hadn't known what to do, every time she cried or had a fever, I had panicked. I didn't know if she was eating right or how to properly wash her. During each of those momen
