A Poem by A.G.
i look like a person
i am tall and pale and thin
when my baby slid between my legs a screaming miracle
he hit the table
in a fountain of my red viral death took a breath
my son thinks i'm a person
i'm a secret
do you think i'm a person?
i count my days in twos and threes
i am death in life and life in death
i am a person.
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