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poem



by Dakota Smith

DreamThread No. 3

I am a young mother. I don’t remember having these children. I have a beautiful, boyish husband who seemed more lackluster and uninvolved

as time went on. I have twins. I have triplets. I need to breastfeed, but I don’t

know how. My husband won’t help me. I am constantly

breastfeeding, my nipples become crusty.

I worry

about how my breasts will look

afterward. If they will

truly deflate. Just as I was getting



attached,

I lose one

of my babies just

like that.


 

Dakota Smith (she/her) is a poet, performance artist, and writer who received her MFA from Randolph College. She is a part of Brooklyn Wildlife Collective and lives in New York City.

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