by Elisabeth Horan 1938 Nothing should end this violently:Baby monkeys slide in and out Of their madres – like the slippery pea podsSo gently – The wind sabe como tocar (the wind knows how to touch)A woman’s cheeks As if they could break her openHack easily at the insides of a body So permanently destroy her –But they do not. Read More
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Meditations
On the amount of prayer needed to maintain a pregnancy by Elisabeth Horan I never got down on my knees Begged forgiveness for my sin Never held the carpet close – Its fibers touching my chin. I should have begged specifically: God, let me keep this one inside Allow it haven in my womb – Not leave it for a Read More