- Tamara Catharina
The gift of loss
There is a room inside of me
It’s dark and warm and one of my homes
Today I’m there
You live here, inside of me
In my dark waters of love
In this chamber of my heart
The woman that carried you lives there too
I come to hold and accompany her
To let her know I am here
We sit together
Skin to skin
We lean and listen
We melt what stiffened
Digest what’s ripened
Compost to fertile soil
And let our tears water the land
Darkness embrace me
As I embrace us
While we harvest your gift of loss
* In memory of my pregnancy loss on august 6, 2020
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