Prenatal massage on my wife’s protruding body

It is your
three month
anniversary
today

you
are no
bigger
that an anthill

Clara
my wife
makes me
rub her stomach
to remind me
that you
patiently wait
inside her pocket
and not only
in my mind

poem by Oscar MirelesReport problemRelated quotes
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