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lisamoffat

When I was younger I’d dream of birth,
huge and swollen, reaching down and reeling, feeling the head emerge from me,
me pulling the baby out and joyful and tear-streaked in the dream,
presenting the child to my mother.

She would be so proud.

Real life far more real and unreal and a body so huge,
waves of red blinding pain cracking me round the middle…

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