Sunday, September 30, 2007

POEM: Avortement

I liked this poem about abortion.

The baby cries out

Only in dreams of repressed desire

Its melancholic wails have been silenced

By the loud music of sin-darkened parties

In rooms which no longer existed, men whose names

Have been forgotten, and the forbidden brush of bodies.

Read the rest. Really raw and edgy. This is what an abortion poem should be like.

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