Poem for the week -- "Playlist: 11 Weeks":
1. lush field of shadows, static
hush and radial itch, primordial
2. goo of the sonogram's wand
gliding across my belly
3. my daughter blooming
into focus, feathered
4. and fluttering across the stormy
screen, the way it rained
5. so hard one night in April
driving home from the café in Queens
6. where we’d eaten sweet tamales
I thought we might drown
7. in the flooded streets
but we didn’t and I want to say
8. that was the night she was conceived:
husk and sugar,
9. an apartment filled with music,
hiss of damp clothes
10. drying on the radiator,
a prayer made with a record’s broken needle
11. to become beaming
and undone.
-- Kendra DeColo
