AFTER BIRTH

 

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We come naked and wet
into a place knowing nothing,
blood stirring cooler

under rough tongues,
familiar reverberations
of outside sounds

clearing our coats of afterbirth,
cleansing the scent that draws
the cleanup crews on this earth

hungry for work, before
we ever nurse, before
we stand and step

up to the plate, fill ourselves
and face new lessons
best we can. Slowly we learn

to keep the faith
and our opinions
to ourselves.

 

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