Here is my body. And here is my body's poem for my daughter. Y is for YES For Marlow . Yes, my abdomen opened like an eye and I blinked you into being, sweet little tear; . My single shed rose, daughter of the body’s equator, a spit of hope from my gut’s duct. . Yes, after you dripped loose, they stapled me closed with two dozen metal eyelashes batting into my skin. . My stretch marks reach from my wound’s tight lids like a witch’s wrinkles, like a violet violent ray of purpled sun, like the wild broken strings of saffron, the thin arms of lightning sucking on a sky. . How can it be explained? What a woman sees when her body’s eye opens just once then shuts? . Yes. I built you brave and terrified in the summer of pre-election disaster. . Yes. I carried you in my world as the outside one crumbled. . I carried you my entire life, never knowing you had been there all along. . Yes. I broke down in a bathroom the day being a woman became a national threat. You kicked between my ribs, the devastation beating between our shared hearts. . Yes. My grandmother’s ghost held my mother and my mother held me, just as I held you, and you hold your own distant daughters and sons- our collective flesh connected like particles darting between stars. . How can it be explained? What a woman sees when her body’s eye opens just once then shuts? . I was blind. I was a lone good line without its poem. . I was intelligent but now I am intelligence. . I was the water but now I am the rivers. . I was the explosion without the fire. . Yes. I marched with you in a war of women in Washington when you were ready to be born, against doctor’s orders, against better judgments, against a system that wants our lives not lived. . Yes. I cannot keep you completely safe. Yes. It breaks me to know that I can’t. Yes. You will know pains I never wanted you to. Yes. I will be there for some but not all. Yes. My truth is your truth is our truth. Yes. I will never lie to you. Yes. We are imperfect and our imperfections are wars we will not wage on ourselves. Yes. I will teach you beauty by a different definition...(full poem link in bio)

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Here is my body. And here is my body's poem for my daughter.
Y is for YES
For Marlow
.
Yes, my abdomen opened
like an eye and I blinked you
into being, sweet little tear;
.
My single shed rose,
daughter of the body’s equator,
a spit of hope from my gut’s duct.
.
Yes, after you dripped loose,
they stapled me closed
with two dozen metal eyelashes
batting into my skin.
.
My stretch marks reach
from my wound’s tight lids
like a witch’s wrinkles,
like a violet violent ray of purpled sun,
like the wild broken strings of saffron,
the thin arms of lightning sucking on a sky.
.
How can it be explained?
What a woman sees
when her body’s eye opens just once
then shuts?
.
Yes. I built you brave and terrified in the summer of pre-election disaster.
.
Yes. I carried you in my world
as the outside one
crumbled.
.
I carried you
my entire life,
never knowing you
had been there all along.
.
Yes. I broke down in a bathroom
the day being a woman
became a national threat.
You kicked between my ribs,
the devastation beating
between our shared hearts.
.
Yes. My grandmother’s ghost
held my mother and my mother held me,
just as I held you,
and you hold
your own distant daughters and sons-
our collective flesh connected
like particles darting between stars.
.
How can it be explained?
What a woman sees
when her body’s eye opens just once
then shuts?
.
I was blind.
I was a lone good line
without its poem.
.
I was intelligent
but now I am intelligence.
.
I was the water
but now I am the rivers.
.
I was the explosion
without
the fire.
.
Yes. I marched with you
in a war of women in Washington
when you were ready to be born,
against doctor’s orders,
against better judgments,
against a system
that wants our lives
not lived.
.
Yes. I cannot keep you completely safe.
Yes. It breaks me to know that I can’t.
Yes. You will know pains I never wanted you to.
Yes. I will be there for some but not all.
Yes. My truth is your truth is our truth.
Yes. I will never lie to you.
Yes. We are imperfect and our imperfections are wars we will not wage on ourselves.
Yes. I will teach you beauty by a different definition...(full poem link in bio)


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