This is the note that cuts
like a scalpel
This is the sound:
the bang that triggered time and space,
the vibration that separated light from darkness,
the first scream, lungs punctured with air,
He said Push.
She said I can’t.
The midwife
angel
Gabrielle
said
When you’re ready.
A rip through spirit and matter
C above high C
a veil rent in two
This is the sound–
I can’t
a
cry–
I AmSarah Carter is a poet, mother, teacher, and believer.
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