I Imagine Carrying a Child

by Ivy Lockhart And in my imaginationI’m very slimexcept for my stomachbloated with a wee parasitekicking and stretchingsomebody newsoftermy spine will have curledthe fat that perksmy cheeks will dropsag and crease. You tell me(with some small triumph)I’ll be sort of ugly thenSince I won’t have moisturized(like you tell me to)I refuse to eat my vegetables too,the greens and roots you likeI refuse to take my … Continue reading I Imagine Carrying a Child