Winter followed summerof rage and discontentblazing hate spread like virusin pompous talk and rant. Winter followed summerit came late January dayfrosty winds blew forthacross the northern bay. Winter followed summerguards in marble hallspoor in dreary hovelssilenced...
There was a timeI wished you called me ‘Baby’and wrapped your arms around meas I slept—I hummed your namemy spirit called you nightlyto come and gently stoke ablaze my wanting flickering flame. There was a timeinside my heart was burningI felt you fill...
Baby Bump
