Men have babies

free verse, Poetry, Small Poems

This poem is sort of a response to Rachel Wiley’s Paper Babies  — it’s a great poem which I can definitely relate to as a woman. Highly recommended!


If you could have our child,
as a woman
I would
hold your hand
in labour when you
man spread all across the
hopsital bed,
your hairy legs caught in
the metal traps of
pain,
I would hold your hand,
when I heard your cries
again and again,
with tears in your eyes
but to my own uterus I hold disdain,
why do I have to be the one in pain?

This was written as part of National Novel Writing Month 2017 [Day 18, Poem #12]

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