Vacant Vessel

December 31, 2018


Vacant Vessel 

by Lindsay Popolizio 



A cold doctor's office
"You should schedule an appointment
with our infertility specialists."
I pretend to be polite
just to get away


Everyone on the street
on the internet
friends of friends
fertile with joy


The universe sends signs
a promise of children's laughter
My son talks to me in my dreams
And I wake up to vacancy


Each moon passes by
Lonely and tired
Strung out, insane
Intuition burning


A woman's desire
is a mountain of strength
With each disappointment
I still pee on a stick

of Hope






Lindsay Popolizio is the author of  Love Isn't Always on Time. You can find her musing on writing and supporting indie authors @LindsPopolizio on Twitter.



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