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I never told you I was pregnant

I found out at six weeks. I didn’t tell you. We were arguing about our wedding music. You stood against the fridge, eating yogurt with the door open. I joked about playing ‘Baby Got Back’, but you didn’t laugh. Everything … Continue reading

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Maja

carnation-soaked            cloves citrus fruit            a late spring like paint by numbers      the way she applied it      Find your pulse she’d say      heat sites:      wrist ears      throat         how pressure activates smell            As though shocked      the body embraces the womb again      nostalgic return to something      it can’t remember You don’t want to forget   when she … Continue reading

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