Chorio

I came so close to Death
I could see the color of her unblinking eyes
They were indigo
The same dark blue as those of my husband
The same as the eyes of my newborn daughter
a few weeks later with or without me.
Death stared me down to an ache
taunting
just long enough to make me taste the loss of that blue, that all-mine ocean
And then
She let me pass

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