Poetry | March 02, 2021
Poems: Teresa Ott
Trembling Was All Living, Living Was All Loving, Some One Was Then the Other One
In the amniotic gloss of the past, feathers floated to the surface, then flew
away. Jellyfish found poison and two dozen versions of beautiful.
Circulatory communication between the mother
and placenta in the human pregnancy is established by approximately 10–12 weeks.
Even limited eye contact can be oh, so sweet.
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