Yesika Salgado – "A Miscarriage"



I am not crying because of a dead baby it was gonna die anyway either by God's will or Mayan God found it first save me and the fetus for myself and crying because I am supposed to be happy and I am NOT everything I have ever wanted is a sleeping beast at my feet I look it over nothing with my toe say fair enough what happens when I stay hungry when this is all I feel the parts that make me falling out and clots standing the porcelain of the tub sneaking their way down the drain there tell a quick liquor of almost relief what if this is it all of the dead babies and enough poems to bury me alive

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