Chapter one:
I worry my children won't like my horns
I worry my children won't have my skin
I worry my children will be killed
I worry my children will be ashamed of their culture
I worry my children won't have magic
I worry my daughters will be raped
I worry my children will marry humans
I worry my children will forget their roots
I worry my son will never grow their horns
I worry my children will never wear the crown
I worry my children will think I'm a monster
I worry my mate won't correct them
I worry my father won't accept my family
I worry my family won't care
I worry my children will never be gods
I worry my children will never meet my mother
I worry my children won't learn Norse
I worry my children won't want to leave Earth
I worry my children will view me as incompetent
I worry my children will laugh at my appearance
I worry my mate will resent me
I worry I will resent him too
As I look over at the bloated body beside me…..
My worries grow
