#Micropoetry Monday: Realms of #Motherhood

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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
Smiley-face pancakes.
Sweet potato brownies.
Origami cheese.
Black bean brownies.
Triangle sandwiches.
Avocado 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.

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