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Slowly it's popping out, Showing me a side of myself I haven't thought about in years. It's white, and speckled, With black dots and scar tissue. It's from this, that I clung to my mother, Grabbing the rope that bound us For dear life. It's through my belly button that I nursed, Breathed, Pooped, Grew. I felt the blood and oxygen From my mother's body Flow into me like a living stream, Building me cell by cell Organ by organ. Now it's popping out, Reminding me of this bond, R

When I heard about you, My libido crashed. I didn't want to touch my husband, But he so desperately wanted To feel close to me. So I yielded, pensive and quiet, Reminding myself that each time Was for us and not for you. Dwelling on the truth that This closeness between husband and wife Felt just as much like bonding As it felt like a weapon. I choked back that sadness With each time a loving hand crawled Along my stomach And a smile grew on my husband's face. Early on, you t

You’re sad. Usually that makes me sad, But this time I feel devastated. It might be the pregnancy hormones, Or maybe I’d be devastated anyway to hear “Ever since you got pregnant, the air has changed. I can’t place it, but something’s not good.” Maybe I’m not as affectionate as before nor Do I have the energy to give you those head rubs you love. But how can I show you what I’m feeling. How I feel like I’m barely surviving some days. Some days I’d rather not be pregnant If it

Miraculously, you exist within me. And my body has shifted and grown and blossomed to make a home for you. Wherever I go, you go....

From the side, you would swear I was carrying a basketball at chest height. From the top, these nipples look like angry weapons, ready to...

You may not be made from a rib pulled from my side, but you are indeed, bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. In fact, my very body is...

I don’t know the first time someone prayed for me. But the first time someone prayed for you, a prophecy spilled like liquid fire from my...

A dual nonet about withholding.

A dual nonet about ADHD medicine.

A free verse about starting a business.

A dual nonet prayer.

A free verse about feeling lost.

A free verse about a new job.

A poem about creativity.

A dual nonet about a small privilege.

A poem about feeling stuck.

A nonet about being the scapegoat.

A sonnet about clearing the mind.

A dual nonet about a small holiday town.

A free verse about rest.