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Submitted to Contest #201
Mother On this occasion. The first Friday of the month of May. I conceived a baby girl. My baby was born into quicksand. I’ve always thought it would be relaxing. It’s very relaxing being stuck. In quicksand, in molasses, in my mind or even in yours. My baby girl will never be a bird, just like her father, and me, I never flew. Happy being stuck in your arms where it's safe. Trapped in gum, under the tide. The second my cord was cut I was thrown into the sky. “Put me back!!” I wailed to the midwife. “I'm scared, this air is c...
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