miscarry

I’m never going in this room again
so I center the image in my mind
blink my eyes and take a picture
develop it by touch, fingers moving in the dark
cover the dead eyes of stuffed animals
take down the crib, put the letters that spell out your name in a box
slowly dismantle and give away all my hopes and dreams for a person who no longer
                                                                                                                                                         exists.

Kate LaDew is a graduate from the University of North Carolina at Greensboro with a BA in Studio Art.

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