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Hungry, a poem by Jessica Mayo-Schwab

by Jessica Mayo-Schwab

He feeds at night like a shy raccoon
Waiting until the last light is out.
A quiet rustling from the next room precedes a whimper.
His cries creep into my dreams and draw my head out 
                     from the pillow nest where I hide, desperate for sleep.
He waits for me in the next room,
eyes wide open and smacking lips.
My hungry boy. My animal baby.

From Jessica Mayo-Schwab:I am a new mother of a hungry boy, also a wife and a social worker. I love long walks on the Monon with my guys, reading and writing.”