Community
One by one
every woman I know
approaches me
carrying words
it happened to me
my mother
my sister
my best friend
four times in a row
before the baby came
once, before
I even knew
three times
over six years
and then children
healthy and perfect
just keep breathing
in and out
around the stone
you’ve swallowed
I’ve been there
I am holding you
you won’t feel this way
always
— Rachel Barenblat. Visit her blog, the Velveteen Rabbi, to hear her story, and also to find out how to obtain a free download of her exquisite collection of poetry about her miscarriage,Through.