This week, I may have been able to know.

They may have put that cold, hard instrument

on my belly, over a layer of stingingly chilled

white jelly.

This week, someone may have been able

to look inside my body, as though skin and

muscle didn’t exist. As though, my own abdomen

were merely transparent, silken, above a ocean

of life.

Perhaps today, I would have been waiting.

unable to sleep or eat. Anxious to find out how

my life would change; ready to hear what kind

of person I would teach everything I know.

A strong woman.

A dark, intense man.


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