daughter
In a dream last night...
In a room with a supporting presence of womyn, I gave birth extraordinarily easily to a baby girl. I had no partner or husband. Just me. I named her Lucy Pearl after a real-life ancestral grandmother. She was exactly what I was expecting, a familiar extension of myself. I wasn't a stranger to her or motherhood, which fit me well. Like a summerdress. Light, flattering, and defining. I woke up saddened a little by her absence. Missing someone I knew so well without every speaking to.
In a room with a supporting presence of womyn, I gave birth extraordinarily easily to a baby girl. I had no partner or husband. Just me. I named her Lucy Pearl after a real-life ancestral grandmother. She was exactly what I was expecting, a familiar extension of myself. I wasn't a stranger to her or motherhood, which fit me well. Like a summerdress. Light, flattering, and defining. I woke up saddened a little by her absence. Missing someone I knew so well without every speaking to.