Redeliverance

by Bethany Lee

Female hands, infant feet

God, did you have to walk gingerly
after giving birth to me
Had you grown heavy with the weight
of my becoming
Groan with relief
as I came into the light
Did my emergence leave you bleeding
exhausted
ebullient
What nourishment do you offer me
from your own being
and what tenderness

And are you willing
to do it again

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