Separation: experienced as a mother and a daughter. I often think about geologic time as the fleeting moments of early motherhood drift by yet drag on for ages. As I slowly separate from the life I carried inside me and continued to carry for years attached to me, I weep for those mothers and children just like us forcefully separated too soon while seeking refuge. Amidst this political and societal turmoil, my own personal turmoil has me reliving separation from my mother.