In her red rain boots & slicker—
like a Little Red Robin Hood, she was,
playing hopscotch where the deluge
had washed away the chalk lines.
She’d never had a childhood,
so when she had her own child,
she gave what she’d wanted for herself,
experiencing it secondhand.
On Feeding Children
Sweet potato brownies.
Black bean brownies.
He performed a Solomon in the womb,
so that 2 women could be blessed—
rather than 1—
the egg donor & the surrogate.
She had come from a broken home of broken bones,
& when she conceived,
she feared the softness of those bones,
& hardened her heart to give the same away.