Writings: The Invader

Ha…here is another one I wrote during my Graduate classes…I guess a different take on pregnancy…Hope you enjoy

My Invader 

My body is now foreign to me like an undiscovered frontier.

My chest has erupted like a volcano. I am tired as a dog.

My stomach signals an impending future: where is the bathroom?

My abdomen rips itself apart as it applies for a zip code.

My teenage “beauty” returns as hormones surge: Medusa can’t compare.

My organs are being rearranged as if they were pieces of Jenga.

This organism, this soon to be person, takes over my body.
Like a foreign invader, it leaves its mark.
I am no longer me, but an irrational, paranoid, neurotic servant to another.

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