Birthing Her
I am pregnant with change
Old seams are too tight
Once humming zippers
Simply grunt, refuse flight
I am finding it harder
To suck all of me in
Parts that used to be shameful
Breaking free from within
The one that’s emerging
Is far braver than I
So I will let her feed
Until she is satisfied
I am finding her precious
I am loving her skin
I am drawn to her voice
Gifts from where she has been
When will we give birth
Our full bellies allowed
I am unclenching my middle
A new life begins now
— April Resnick
The Birth of Venus by Eduard Steinbruck
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