.

I welcome this belly full

Of aches, this point

Where I fold,

Testament of my sex,

And my innate selfishness.

For shame that I embrace

Myself, this mess

Of womanhood-

This monthly burden of blood,

And failed motherhood-

This possessiveness,

Of my body; blood, sweat

And tears well spent.

Apologies,

No room to rent.

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