Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

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Outstanding WHAT?

Why am I limping around a hospital
in a gown open to show the whole world my ass

with a belly as big as a piñata
screaming “ICE CHIIIIIPS!!”?

Ah yes, the joys of birthing
in 98-degree September.

The baby will be born on Labor Day,
an ironic detail…

That’s what I get for
outstanding ovulation!

© 2011 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

(For Sunday Scribblings, variation on “Standing Ovation,” also posted at Poets United.)