Journey to motherhood
When i think of my deep longing for you
The temple rounds, the church pews I knelt on
The cold baths at wells. The long train rides to
Far-off shrines to drink bitter concoctions
I feel pain. My own body betrayed me.
Month after month, red marks said i failed
The fasts the prayers the lamps lit with ghee
Still nothing.
We tried absurd positions for you
Legs in the air well after the matter
Revolving doctors. Popping pills anew
IUI. again. Ready to shatter
When the last rays of hope thinned to despair
A blue line beside the red said you were there
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