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pressing through.
she could wait and wait for
you. She doesn't forget
how to dress how to eat
how to hold onto the pieces of
skin you let her have. It isn't
just a body, or her body or
yours. It is the small
of the back, the heavy in the front
and the baby. and the baby. Not a
baby, just few a cells, she didn't
get to touch it. Not a thing.
2 comments:
That was very well-written !
You are a wonderful writer.
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