Embrace “her”
baby
body
brokenness
Baby
Body forever
Demand
Demand
Demand
No returns
Final sale
Bold letters
Scream
Pay attention
Acknowledge
Body
I am
exhausted
disappointed
disappointing
Demand
Demand
Acknowledge
Breathe deep
.
.
.
.
Embrace
You ask
Breath deep
.
.
.
.
you ask
too much
too fast
too far
reality
is not acceptance
I am not
her
Body
What does it bring
Life built around it
missed because of it
Broken
Built on
each other
pyramids
rise
fall
collection of bodies
missing
missed
held
holding
grasping
gasping
piled too close
Alone
Embrace “her”
They say
“That’s what they say.
That’s what they say huh?
Yes, that's what they say.
I’ve always wondered this. Who are they?
You know, them.
Them.
Mhm, the inimitable collective them.
And who says we’re supposed to listen to them?
They do!”
How do we care
for something
when it’s dying
How do we choose
life
when death is just
here
Is there purpose
in fragility
in babies, in bodies
Where is hope
in death
in her
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