I Am Full

I Am Full - Pregnancy Poem

By Kristin Mays

 

Water has soaked every bit of earth I was made up of

I am full

 

My skin is too tight, holding it all together

There is no room for me anymore

 

The core of me holds the most,

soaking once hardened muscles

making them soft to bend

 

I am calm on the surface

but inside me, my waters are busy carving new paths

Erosion, forming new structures, new organs

 

My womb, all new

 

Pushing parts of me out further, and further

Making room

 

Carving the girl that was a mountain

into the canyon that will be the mother

 

Inside the bulge that has become my life:

My baby, my little one

 

She moves, like a whale beneath the waters

Nudging every so often at the surface

her small questions of life on the other side

 

Like land and sea,

we're strangers to each other

Yet two beings can never be closer

Waiting, 2016, Acrylic, Kristin Mays

Waiting, 2016, Acrylic, Kristin Mays


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