The Weight of the Moon
hortensia anderson
 

She stands nude on the deck, facing the Atlantic. Her belly, like the moon, is almost full. I have clicked through the last roll of film.

At thirty-nine weeks, she complains of feeling "like a weight", but her face glows.

The most precious picture I own has my mother, naked and kneeling in profile, not knowing my birth is mere hours away.

first photograph --
upside down
inside

hortensia anderson is the author of numerous chapbooks as well as a volume of poetry, TRUST (fly-by night press, 1995). Her second volume of poetry, NOTHING BUT HEAT, is due out Winter 2006. Her current passion is renga and other forms of collaborative poetry.

She lives precariously on dialysis on the lower east side of NYC.

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