Trabalho de parto

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to have this much poetry in my head
such a heavy burden to carry.

every poem feels like a child
and for every child i’m in labor.

i ache,
i bleed,
i almost faint
with the pain.

and when i think
i’m gonna die
it gets out of me
and sets me free.

(until my brain
be pregnant again…)

2 comments
    • Nanda said:

      love your comment! 😉

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