We weren’t trying to get pregnant. It wasn’t until the anatomy scan that we knew she would be alright despite the Lithium.
I sweep the dirt
under the rug
Hours after birth they pull her off my breast. The medication we thought was safe, still isn’t.
with every cut
As I stand at the sink mixing formula, my eyes settle on the middle distance.
even her cries
can’t reach me
4 of 5 haibun published in Scryptic Magazine Issue 2.1