Motherhood

You’ll Catch Your Breath

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You will hold his blue-gray body next to yours, thinking how this little bruise-boy came from you, from your blood and bone, but also from someplace mysterious. Like a perfect snowflake that floated from a cloud.

At night, you will cradle him to your chest, rock, rock, rock the fussy child. You will rock harder as the wailing intensifies, a siren. Your body will shake as the…