Asleep/Awake

Verso

  

I’ve never heard my name in a dream

no one calls, there’s no phone
my mother visits often
and the airplane takes off but can’t ascend

I’ve heard a dream in my name
it called my mother
to visit - she cried, “I can’t have this baby”
during delivery, but the doctor reassured:

twins, even, would be feasible

~ LCMH

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