GESTATION

By Leota Brigida Harriman

after four kids, I'm familiar with gestation

but I'm not sure what I'll be birthing

myself?

a thousand helpless blind poems?

the darkest night?

I know gestation

that internal nurturing and eternal waiting

ending beginning pangs

I think I might be birthing a woman, fully fledged

able to fly

I feel the tingling between my legs

and the water flowing down

wait!

I’m not ready!

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