Blog, My Poems

In Utero

  You are becoming too much for me. I find it difficult to read poetry, to read anything. I roll onto my side, the book turning with me, and I feel your body drop onto the bed, weighing me there, small anchor. My lungs have learned a new method of breathing. Everything, all the organs… Read More In Utero

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The Reveal

  You of average size but I was so small, so small they opened my middle like a mouth the incision is clean, straight, but it was in that moment, jagged— layers of skin cut, the muscles intact and spread open like wire you were inside, waiting; you had been there all the time  … Read More The Reveal

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Poetic Advice from a Mother to a Mother-to-Be: Reading Molly Sutton Kiefer’s Nestuary

  The past thirty-five weeks have not been easy. The actual progression of pregnancy, and the preparations needed for the child once she is born, should be viewed (in my opinion, at least) as two distinct acts that happen to be occurring at the same time. First, there are the physical and emotional demands of… Read More Poetic Advice from a Mother to a Mother-to-Be: Reading Molly Sutton Kiefer’s Nestuary

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