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A Manger Without a Baby

 I equipped the big walk-in closet in the living room of our tiny duplex with a green second-hand crib and stocked the built-in drawers with soft little layette items.  Long, wispy, white curtains tied back with yellow ribbon made an … Continue reading

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Fingertip to Fist

He said, “Come in tomorrow and pass the fetus.”  As if it wasn’t a baby.  As if it hadn’t been a baby all along.  As if I hadn’t made up a cozy walk-in closet and fingered crocheted booties and refolded … Continue reading

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Stillborns Cry

    I knew you were free, but I still mourned. I wanted you. I wanted you to feel pain— to laugh and cry, to be held, to whine, to bruise the knee, bruise the spirit, be comforted— to be … Continue reading

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