I’m your first grandchild

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I’m your first grandchild.

Born to your first daughter. 

I understand your humming

Your whistles and whispers

We are the same, you and me. 

 

I wish i knew more of your 

invisible invasion. 

I can hazard a guess, but I can only imagine. 

 

It’s maternal, i know it is. 

The line that was frayed between us. It couldn’t be stronger now, 

now that i know.

 

Hard wired 

Umbilical,

i sat inside your womb, as an ova,

Waiting to be born. 

We were there together, as women, we were within each other. 

Your neurology in my brain, me, just waiting. 

 

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