as a child I waited on her
naked dark brown skin peeking out
from the water
cesarean scar and breasts in full view
before I was ashamed of her nakedness
I would sit by the bathtub
my sibling swimming in her belly
she beckoned me to place my brush just so
the tiniest bump moved it
I did not understand (not truly)
what that kick meant
but I was at the cusp of knowing
another me and yet not
Photo: Mujer embarazada III by Elizabeth de PRADA [Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs]
Christy Leos 