'To think that I spent three quarters of a year inside her belly. Breathing inside her. Moving inside her. Becoming inside her.'
Tag: mother and child
Words to the Unborn
As the poet struggles to find goodness in an increasingly complicated world, she hopes to pass on positivity to her child.
How To Be Gentle, to My Son in the Past
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.
Mother
The poem takes us through the various stages of a mother and her child’s life.