four years before my daughter sprang
from the ashes of my life,
walking between the English building and Lincoln Hall
with her long brown hair tangling in her face, a woman
jerked my mother’s elbow, hissed,
what would you have done without her
pressing a pamphlet into her hand, brown leaves curling in
late autumn sunlight, and i laughed, pulled her free
and my mother replied,
she would have been grateful
in our family
abortion is assisted suicide
Author notes
hahahahahahaha.
true story.
A contest entry
- hypocrite by the atlantic.
2300 points, ended September 3, 2008, 11 entries
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I love this, because it is not venemous or politically correct, or anything else, except a brilliant moment captured with beautiful words. Nicely done.
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lol. thank you. my mom was so embarrassed when she read it.
sometimes people think pro-choice is choosing to love your children less, when actually it's just choosing to love them.
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Well, it kind of left me speechless
Subtle imagery and packs a witty punch. I also liked the format it was written in. Though I tend to write short lines myself, this was refreshing and it really fit the piece. Great work, thanks for entering 
Jeanette*~
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have i mentioned lately that i love you?
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we have the potential to be that family... but we never were. my mother is much more likely to be handing out the pamphlets. or at least praying for those who turn them away...
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lol. it's crazy. i'm so pro-choice. but when i think about it now i panic a little, because my baby is so beautiful and alive. but when i was a kid i hated my mom for having me, because i never really wanted to be alive. guess that's what makes me a hypocrite. yay.
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yay
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*chuckles* niice. its amazing how we remember those moments years later.
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