Womb

Elizabeth Yang

Definitions hidden
Solely for my eyes
The story
grows every day.
It took time to muster the courage to say the words I said,
To face the world and confess,
I’m pregnant.
The words stood still in time.
Grave looks.
The speeches,
words spoken
The scars no longer hate me,
but love Beauty.
Beauty grows with every day
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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