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K-Baby

12/19/2015

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You are a lone skiff 

enclosed in the fog of the arctic

as my icy corpse drifts in the steely sea
I
didn’t believe you were there but

I could not deny the music

sometimes coming in plucked 

strings sifting through the waves

other times in piano chords unwillingly

resuscitating me from the water.

Then there was your voice-

the voice of a child I gazed upon 
only hours old

the harmony of sibling’s hymns

and your father 
somewhere behind the serenade

dancing like David his sweat 

mixing in the salt water.
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    Erin is a doula, writer, mother to men, and teacher on permanent hiatus. She loves how writing connects us and thrives on the bright edges of human experience. ​

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