'To think that I spent three quarters of a year inside her belly. Breathing inside her. Moving inside her. Becoming inside her.'
As the poet struggles to find goodness in an increasingly complicated world, she hopes to pass on positivity to her child.
This poem is a vocalization of the internal and external voices that played into the poet's body as she interacted with her newborn grandchild.
The poem takes us through the various stages of a mother and her child’s life.