Friday, 27 July 2012


Late afternoon
Gentle warm waves wash over brown feet, leaving temporary droplets behind on water-proofed shins.
No awkward stoop, arm held shyly across belly
No glances, envious, to take in other unknowing beauties
or regret for things lost
for they never were.
A heavier hip, thigh, a broader back, shoulders to carry, have carried babies, children
Now men.
Grateful, now, for the bits that work - have served me well
This chest, warm womb, broad back. 

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