Barren A Poem By: Lee A. Zito All she wants is a ring there's one at Wal-mart just nine ninety five. She's still undeserving of it. Maybe she'd even lose it. And I use the word lose in a gentle way. Discard, throw away, Trash. Yes, trash... The material wife into matrimony life She'll forget the baby, never mind the pool of bloody fetuses. She killed them all one by one But had to have …showed first 75 words of 152 total…

…showed last 75 words of 152 total…the doctors made her. I wonder. Will the law inspect the others too? When she decided they shouldn't live? From nameless death the bastard children come alive. The cradle cries loudly, maybe for her lost brother, sister? In the corner there is the good girl cuddling her baby doll. She is neglected and unloved. Don't buy the ring instead buy her a surgeon to open her up one last time and rip out the weeds.