fertility clinic

don't believe every egg you talk to.
some might working to become lightbulbs.
i used to look in the mirror & see 
a family portrait. now i see windmills.
when i worked at the farm i would kneel
& shuck corn until i found one with 
a baby inside. then, i would take a walk 
& pretend i saw nothing. inside every bone
there is a latent ghost. i am haunted 
by houses that have yet to become houses.
walls turn white when i'm left in them too long.
i find an egg on my pillow every night for a year. 

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