A Poem by Essence London

The relationship between mother and newly-born son.

“Are you alive?” the nurse asks thumping the soft inside of the girl’s elbow where veins are supposed to protrude. She does not answer, but asks if this will keep her from donating plasma. The answer is: “Yes. Try us again next week.” Yes, she’ll need the money next week too, but her son cannot wear the same diaper until then. She blinks profusely as she passes the waiting room full of the able-bodied.

© 2013 Essence London

Author's Note

Essence London
"Barely" is one part of a series that I am writing on mothers. This is not the final draft. Sequencing and titles are bound to change. I would appreciate any feedback.

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The beauty of a mother who loves and cares for her child. Too many these days are aborting and discarding their gifts from God for selfish reasons, it's good to hear when mothers still have that sacrificial and unconditional love.

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10 Years Ago

They are the same mothers that really need encouragement and support like this from the brothers. If.. read more
well written:::::::::::::

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Added on March 1, 2013
Last Updated on March 1, 2013
Tags: poetry blocks, prose poetry, mothers, sons, series, draft


Essence London
Essence London

North Little Rock, AR

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