the evil eye of the daisy 2 pregnancy test
and the rise in my center
the pressing outward of tiny, unseen
hands this child will
lift me we will float on the pool
of clear water in god’s chest we will
hold our noses and dive under I will
take the child and press its face down and down to
the floor of my body and hold it there and
stop what happened before
before it begins
before that desire of heart
lifts me up again no no
the child is fossilizing
a baby seed pod as slick as
god’s eye i will swallow it
flowers will grow in my throat
baby’s breath and bunting
will overgrow my breathing please
not yes,
please not yes,
please no.
