I held ashes against my womb today
as breezy as carrying the newspaper in from outside.
Life and death: life not quite life and death not quite death but resurrection life.
That's the business I'm in,
or the life I've chosen
or the life that's chosen me
both/and, Luther would like that.
Womb and ashes,
each step
each day.
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This is beautiful. Do you know the writer Amy Hempel? Your first line is something she would write.
ReplyDeleteI will have to check out Amy Hempel, thanks for the suggestion.
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