Declaration

I will not apologize
or distress
on the rounded edges,
the soft and rolling belly,
of my core.

This body held life
-twice-
& death.

This flesh heard your stories
& carried them with you.

I am the weight of my sadness
& my healing,
my anger
& my release.

I will birth more –
stories, healings;
mine & yours,
an untold time and again
& my shape will change
as it needs to.

That number on the scale
is hundreds of souls
I stand with,
the earth pulling me
towards it,
exclaiming,
You. Are.Important.Here.