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- BELINDA BROUGHTON
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birth
- the birth canal
- is hard and narrow
- but i am a soft egg
- i am expelled
- wet and flailing
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- air rasps my skin
- and my throat
- and inside me
- i wail it out
- but it comes
- rushing back
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- it is my own voice
- that shocks me most
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- i sleep
- as still
- as water
- and wake
- alone
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- the dull air
- is full of sound
- that is not
- her
- heartbeat
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Belinda Broughton is a
visual artist and poet living in the Adelaide Hills. She exhibits herself here and there
and publishes her poems by scrawling them on the back of her hand.