Tuesday, February 11, 2014

When They Took You Out

Some of my thoughts as I try to reconcile what happened when Hazel was born.

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I never made it to 5.

What dreams may come?

Unicorns and daffodils?
Sunbeams and kittens?
The jabberwocky and me?

cords and gowns and hands
knives and masks and blood
just breathe now

when they took you out.

1 comment:

  1. This poem is so . . . real. And it makes me feel so many emotions. I love you.