They used to be joyful
the pictures of babies
used to pertain to me.
But today my belly is swollen with portent
and I note with unease
that my haruspex is a man.
Female seers are reserved for life
and I am an obedient bag of death,
viscera spread on the gritty screen
waiting to be read.
The ancient technician gives no indication;
although he seems a little kinder
on the way out than
on the way in...
Later — the children rolling
like pups in the ocean of my bed —
we point at the funny photos
of mummy's insides and say — look,
it's those black spots that are the problem.
- Michele Seminara 2014
Michele Seminara is a poet and yoga teacher from Sydney. Her writing has appeared in publications such as Bluepepper, Tincture Journal, Regime andVerity La. She is also a poetry reader for Verity La, as well as being the journal’s incoming managing editor. She blogs at http://micheleseminara.wordpress.com/ and is on twitter @SeminaraMichele