Brenna Baker

Hush Little Baby

The sky is black. One day, I hope you won't believe it, like I didn't believe my mother when she told me about life before the internet (I never understood what they did for fun without it… now I understand all too well). You know, I was born in the midst of a global pandemic? Now my baby is being born during “the end of the world.” Yes, that's what they call it, even though we are still here, struggling, surviving. They say those born during trying times are meant for great things, I can only hope that is true. For both of our sakes. The sky is black and I don't know if we can fix it, but I know I'll try my best for you.