There are so many ways to tell a story–
\nSomething about the way
\na plane drops from the sky. <\/p>\n
I tasted motherhood in a beaker stemmed from
\nmy belly, amniotic fluid
\nswimmed with urine & shed
\ncells. <\/p>\n
My life peeling like flowerskin.
\nWhat within me could be born, I held.<\/p>\n
Zero-sum means there is an ending.
\nThe feast cannot be enlarged by negotiation.
\nWithout rain, ruin. A stone cage
\nspilled with dust.<\/p>\n
Here the needle.
\nPersimmon calyx.
\nA split fruit. <\/p>\n
The long work of separating myself from my body.<\/p>\n
What in me knowing fight also
\nknows falling. What in me ripens,
\nrots.<\/p>\n
Skip to the end. The salt-weight of blood.
\nThe question of fairness.<\/p>\n
When the doctor held my belly-water
\nto the light, truthfully I was ashamed to speak.
\nThey searched the humerus. The nose.
\nAngled wings of bone.
\nWhen I think of blame,
\nI blame myself.<\/p>\n
What I could take I took.
\nDrains from me.
\nMy body blank. The word, “awash.”
\nHands unstitching
\nme closed.<\/p>\n
Suppose I was a cold woman. <\/p>\n
Here I hold hands with immensity.
\nThe world a long way off.
\nMy body is an airplane,
\nbound. It falls together.<\/p>\n
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