Big belly me
With wild bubble gum fantasies
Hands stretched to dirt
And waiting
I used to get lost in shapeshifter drywall
Marker pressed to cracked paint
Crayola Picasso
Big belly me is giddy like
sidewalk chalk potions
sugar strawberries and flavored play-doe
Your tiny fingers will trace
worlds undiscovered in
sand castles
we blow to the wind
And
closets are doorways
Not sanctuary’s
Home is not whispered to
late night beanie babies
With salty eyes
It is in my arms
So long they wrap around twice
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
Big belly me
With wild bubble gum fantasies
Hands stretched to dirt
And waiting
I used to get lost in shapeshifter drywall
Marker pressed to cracked paint
Crayola Picasso
Big belly me is giddy like
sidewalk chalk potions
sugar strawberries and flavored play-doe
Your tiny fingers will trace
worlds undiscovered in
sand castles
we blow to the wind
And
closets are doorways
Not sanctuary’s
Home is not whispered to
late night beanie babies
With salty eyes
It is in my arms
So long they wrap around twice
Pregnancy has been one of my greatest adventures. Breaking family cycles of abuse and addiction will be my next.
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