My midwife said
that my baby dying will bring up
historical issues and open old wounds
stemming from the past
injuries to my womanhood
My body has let me down
once again
It has been placed under circumstances
in which it had little control
and a person died inside it
Its responsibility
My failure
Wanting something and going through the motions to get it
will not always get you it
However hard you try
We think we can control so much
And we can
But when it comes to
life and death
there is no logic
and sometimes no mercy
One of those things that happens to everyone
so randomly
too quickly
not fast enough
A life lost is a life extended
through others’ efforts
Acceptance
Detachment
Pridelessness
Respect
Trust
All theoretical ingredients
for Love
In practice
the hardest cake to bake