Mothering Kind

I was thinking
of donating
my ovaries;
They are of no use to me.

Let some other willing
lady
flower the earth
with babies,

(much like a dandelion
scattering seeds).

Shower me with scorn;
I stand firm in my decision.

I am not the mothering kind.


Ashley Pierce

©2001

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