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my abortion

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my body spared the pain
the grief we shared
vowed that if i was reponsible for another woman to endure
A imaginary jesus would slap we upside my head
a long piece of 2 by 4 and a rusty nail sticking out
she has grand children now
and still returns my calls
when i must still speak to her
last time ten years ago
her kindness i still recall
and i remember her appall when i lost the condom within her
going to have to live another 50 years just to begin to forgive myself