did they see?
my belly swelling.
blood pushing out
my unborn child.
the pangs of joy and pain
flowing through
covered openings.

as i breathe in the stale air
it calls me-
mama i’m home.

did they see?

my eyes welling
pulley-ing out
vapors.
did they measure?
my half drawn breath
when they said

oh! they said
not yet
not yet