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SONOGRAM AT FOUR MONTHS
by Edward Stever
My unborn child
pauses,
sucking her thumb,
peers out at me
as if to say,
“I know something you don’t.”
Skeletal as death,
she hovers in an ocean
of beginnings,
a breather without gills,
drowning into life.
Blind as she is,
she sees
distances
and depths
that swallow
even the stars.
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