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a good woman would never

By Sylvia Beato

for years you told no one
how you cried yourself to sleep
after the doctor held your hand
“are you sure about this?”

how you cried yourself to sleep
while blood poured down your legs
“are you sure about this?”
and protestors booed outside the clinic

while blood poured down your legs
you stopped believing in god
and protesters booed outside the clinic
because a good woman would never

you stopped believing in god
“are you sure about this?”
because a good woman would never
for years you told no one

Added: Thursday, May 18, 2017  /  Used with permission. Third place award recipient in the Sixth Annual Abortion Rights Poetry Contest (2017).
Sylvia Beato
Photo by Lauren Davis.

Sylvia Mercedes Beato is a recipient of the Hoyt Jacobs Memorial Poetry Award and a candidate for an MFA in Poetry & Translation at Queens College CUNY. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in CALYX Journal, Bridge Eight, Bowery Poetry Journal, and FEM LIT MAG. She lives in Brooklyn where she teaches high school and laughs with her dog.

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