By Violet
Date: 2008 Aug 16
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division

she is beside me on the crowded floor of the shower
her little legs stick out in front of her and her face squints up at the water
large drops fall from her long eyelashes, from the tip of her nose
she fills the lid to my shaving cream with water and dumps it out
this process is repeated many times, pausing only once in a while to say "hi!"
i study the small frame, the matted tangle of wet baby curls
i run my hand up and down her back
her skin is still remarkably soft, even when wet
mine is slick and smooth and feels old in comparison
her sister stirs inside me, reminding me of the impending arrival
i cannot comprehend that i will love her enough, like i love this child
this little bird, my dearest dream come true
for 17 months i have given all of myself to her and now i am faced with the knowledge that some tricky division of time and energy lies ahead
how will she ever forgive me?  how will i ever forgive myself?