Seven thirty, the woman woke to the demands of a pain that pushed through her core and said, 'listen to me, nothing will happen for you until I'm finished.' By midday her baby was in the world and their silent struggle began. It would be a week before the child's piercing shriek protested at her many hungers.
Toni Morrison wrote that Sethe's love was too thick. But how can a mother love thinly when she sees how much a baby wants life? Twenty two years later the silent struggle continues unspoken by them both.
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
No comments:
Post a Comment