Six Months Pregnant
my body burns
to stretch and hold your
Kick and twist, you within
having no shadow, only
the liquid darkness that is your
right, your atmosphere of rich
undeniable movement and depth.
Soon you will breathe a new force
into this family, and we three will
sing at your bedside –
little boy, welcome, grower
Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Stone Face Literary Zine”, November 2015
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