The due date still lives in me even when it is gone from the calendar. There are tiny things I bought that feel louder than furniture. I do not know where to put love when there is no first birthday to aim at. Everyone wanted to reassure me about later and I was only grieving this one life. The body does not forget just because the paperwork was brief. I keep imagining milestones for someone who never got to have one. The body does not forget just because the paperwork was brief.
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