MINE

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk West Desk Window 1:22pm

Mine is The Face

He fell in love with

monitoring My Pregnancy

with My Son in 1987

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Mine is The Stomach

He patted at the end

of each appointment

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Mine is The Voice

He adored in Its Stridency

October 22, 1993

when He allowed Me to tell Him

“There is A God”

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Mine are The Arms He caressed

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Mine is The Brain

He used to send His Telepathic Message

on Divine Love

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Mine is The Body

He refuses now to doctor