Saturday, June 13, 2009

Miscarriage

We knew you were coming
we were happy—and frightened.
One month later
here you are in my palm
I know it’s you, and you are dead.
I cry with pain,
Your father holds me.
Then, to be sure, we check
the biology text book.
The fetus likeness,
and you—
the same.

Marsha Salerno

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