Childless
She passes the tarpapered
chicken coop on her way back
from the fertility clinic.
Red heat lamp glowing
in the plastic-covered window
like the heart of a preemie
under translucent skin.
The one baby delivered,
but never brought home.
Earlier in the day she counted
two roosters, five hens.
Envious, as she is now,
of their prolific eggs,
the dozing chicks tucked
under ample breasts.
Author: Corey D. Cook
Photo: Omar Lopez on Unsplash
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