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it used
to be quite
the specimen,
if i may say so:
a shapely oval,
not too deep,
pierce-able,
in fact.

but now,
alas, the whole
topology’s changed:
a round gaping hole that
exposes a fleshy pink core
where i was bound, tethered
to my mother for dark months
'til at last i broke free; and now
i ponder this peculiar mountain
zenith, this reminder that my
body is not mine anymore.
we are marked in such
absurd ways as
mothers.

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