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Little Star: Week 8 by Cameron Morse

Little Star: Week 8

by Cameron Morse

(published in Whale Road Review, Issue 9, Winter 2017)


Embryo son, fetus daughter, wherever

you are in your path of orbit, hear

me: I am dying. My brain tumor


is bigger than you are. It is all

the stars together, packed into a snowball

searing bare hands. I could never


say this to your mother, that saintly

apparitional being I so unworthily

married, who hasn’t for a moment


doubted living to be old together,

but if I’m not standing there in my sky

blue gown as you fall headfirst


into the light of this world, it’s because

I passed you on my way out,

grazing your cheek with my blazing tail.



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