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Full Moon Motherhood

When mucous stretches every fourth week,
Jenny sees the fingertip
where Daddy should be;
wet by the purple wall she sticks
ready to be red whooshed through the sewer
into a Playtex Maxi
under the hairs.
Palms on my stomach,
I touch Jennifer
with maybe green eyes
and maybe red hair,
to be gone with the full moon
to lie in a Hefty
while I wait for the ache again
and the gummy white
that is maybe Jennifer.