BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 5, NAPOWRIMO

 

I slipped from birth 

wet with tears 

into arms

stretched out in hope,

from womb to ward 

to other woman, 

I slipped from birth 

into being; 

being had,

being held,

being handed over,

to being held again.

All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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