Improv. 5 (Week 3)

I decided to take a small part of a piece I originally wrote and added form to see if it would change the context or shift the meaning of the piece.

Motherhood is a Job.Taking

strict views of celibacy verses 

curdling milk. It’s like gigging around 
Philly with no musical training.
A gang of cracks lodged in the tamarind crib.