this body

i caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror the other night.

what would this body look like had it conceived and carried children?

what does my heart look like, that it can love six children that didn’t come from me?

i lay in bed the next morning, holding an early rising 18 month old brown baby boy.

i could never conceive or carry, but my arms, my arms can hold. 

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