the first thing you do in life
For your mother, there is no hospital bed,
no breathing exercises, no Lamaze,
no idiot husband with a video cam.
Stoic, she stands and gives you to the ground.
This stunned moment of grass and hoof-shadow
is the last rest you will get,
The only other place to lay your head
for the rest of your life,
will be that final hour of stifled surrender
in the lion's mouth.
For dolls, part 2, at Real Toads. This doll was created by Becca Nenow. I don't think she probably intended it to be a Cape Buffalo, but this is how it spoke to me.
And, from Detroit's own...