Sgroi – Birth Scar

Birth Scar

the grotesque grin carved on me—
birth scar

not visible from
hospital classes, maternity
pamphlets, instructive videos

reflects at me permanent
marking diabolical intent,
the surgeon’s scalpel

the dirty laundry like newborn children,
irons our lives of misbegotten habits
useless flaws,      and childbirth,
our morpho moment emerging
electric blue from prior chrysalis

they forgot you, birth scar

now pink and tired
with every passing
birthday candled party,
my journey companion,
my smiling sin

Originally published in Verse Afire, (2014), vol. III, no. 2, The Ontario Poetry Society

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