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Baby’s breath still warm
from battle screeches and tugging of uncut cord from mothers wounds
cold touch would be unjoyous
scars mark places where a human was once homed.
baby’s breath gasping and face mottled
skin colour pink
oxygen new food, a new survival skill to learn as fresh as mothers stinging and yearning ache for love
for her home a broken one too
hair flourishes and arms open whole to curled up limbs and watered down fingertips
screaming could continue when the baby decides to nip down on her flesh for more food after the cord is cut.
…the nurse she struggled to remove the cord and after the birth baby was taken and moved so more procedures could happen.