by Sarah Keyes

Created on: July 01, 2007

I have aborted more than one fetus.
I remember the uteri,
warm and pink in my gloved hands, turning
purplish blue
when I cut off the
circulation.
I remember the seeing the oval lumps while
I reached down for the ovaries of my patient.
That sad, sinking feeling.
Once, my daughter was in the room,
her brown eyes innocent,
appalled
and rightly so.

I have aborted fetal felines.
Canine, too.
By-products of pregnant spays.
I have felt the heat of the body
change to cold.
I have sent the nurse to get the
euthanasia solution,
not wanting those little bodies to
suffer. Wanting them to go quickly,
not suffocate.

And I can't help but wonder how
anyone can
do this
to a
human child?
Do they
feel nothing?
Can't they feel what he feels
if they just
hold their breath as long as they can,
like a little child?

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