Ms. Dominique tweets for Motherhood:
“They adjust, adapt, glide, and accept life as it is. I grew up watching my mother try new things--she became something new with each new day, whatever that day’s work demanded of her. She produced gills when she needed gills, grew wings when she needed wings, she manifested enormous speed when this speed was required, and she demonstrated amazing patience in other more complex circumstances. And I was terribly, terribly sad when they shot her with a tranquilizer gun and locked her up in the zoo. But such is life.
“She sewed new winter coats for her children from the leftover material of her heart's more quiet desires. Yep, we all wore coats made of heart flesh, just like the Aztecs. Yeah! We were just too cool for school!”