Birthmother's Epic

bodily changes
my body
changes are scary
and I am young
I choose to ignore

body swells
insists I see
emotions confused

Movement!
Life!
baby.
Mine.
part of me
loved by me
I want you
I love you
I won't let go

why do they say
I'm no good?
not good enough
to keep you?
That you need
better?

can't be
won't let it
save me
someone
save me.

so scared
till I see you

You're round and soft
dark hair
blue eyes full of wonder
and hope
your smell
so sweet
so new
so innocent

is my love not enough?
what should I do?
what do you want?
I search for answers
where is the miracle?
who will save us?

No one.

we are severed

I go along
numb and vacant
I learn to pass
to function
even marry
have children
still an emptiness
a gaping hole
where they tore you
from my soul

I search the streets
the faces
all happy
no one knows
my inner pain
my limbo loss
my baby girl

do you know?
can you help me?
did you see her?
was she happy?
were they right?


Mirah Riben is a birthmother and author of shedding light on...The Dark Side of Adoption. She is also co-founder of origins, past director-at-large of AAC, and a friend/member of Bastard Nation.

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