Through my dendrites - pull the static cling out of them and smooth my thoughts. Run your palms over my esophagus and relax my stomach muscles into compliance. Pull through the fat on my sides and turn it to muscle to hold me together through the middle, through my softer spots. Make me clear and strong and ready for what the tomorrow will bring.

Sarah Talbot lives without sleep in the lutefisk capital of the American West. She has so many children she doesn't know what to do.