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

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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.