the newborn
empties my friend's breast
in long drains
she's flooded with oxytocin,
with a mix of love and panic
Added:
on the toilet
she watches her test growing
a second red line --
outside the bathroom door
twin toddlers crying, mommy
FYI: For more poems about the different stages and impacts of motherhood, see Special Feature: Selected Poems for Reflections on Motherhood
