Fractal as Memory for the Transplant

The Quickening

I stepped off the side-walk
and puked in the gutter

Clogged with gaberdine
Madison Ave did not notice

At the Dirty Deli, coffee regular
took years to arrive.

It was the city of man
and bagels went cheap

Jersey boys crooned
down narrow aisles

I wanted Time and the news
and a muffin – an old man reached

across faded Formica revealing
his number –  tattooed without choice

For the first time
I felt my unborn child move.

One thought on “Fractal as Memory for the Transplant

  1. Momina Mela April 7, 2012 / 6:00 PMApr


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