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body parts
by Vikki Owensim biting my tongue
as you're stepping on my toes
you're planting a seed
to see how
my garden grows,
an arm and a leg is all its worth
to quiet the cycles
of life, death, and birth.
12/14/2011 Author's Note: perspective: he wants a child. i've had myself sterilized, which he wants reversed.
Posted on 12/14/2011
Copyright © 2025 Vikki Owens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 12/15/11 at 12:34 AM Wow. The wording of this is piercing and deep. May your garden of life grow as it should, what it should, without pressure. |
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