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Miscarriage

Miscarriage

Fold this, our daughter’s grave,
And seal it with your kiss.
For all the love I gave,
You owe me this.

Inside of me, she had
Your lips and tongue, my air
Of grimness, thin and sad,
With your thick hair.

Inside of you, I trust,
She was a simple mesh
Of need and paper, lust –
Potential flesh.

And there was such pure song
In life begun from you,
I held the dead too long,
As women do,

But leaving like you did,
When only I could feel
The biding, body, bid
Of what was real,

She’s put out with the cur,
The garbage, heartache, cat.
Promise you’ll sing to her.
You owe me that.



Poem Miscarriage - Jennifer Reeser