Vicky Keenan
Bio
Born writer, storyteller, raconteur. Trained copywriter, editor, proofer, poet. Scriptwriting student - future playwright. Proud feminist, mother-of-one, linguist, Francophile, domestic violence advocate. Keen observer of people. And dogs.
Stories (3/0)
Hush Little Baby
A flash of bright blood appears. Just like any normal month. The most primal need; yet something continually beyond her reach. She’s screaming inside but nobody hears her moans. Seeing a pregnant, glowing woman each day – boasting that beautiful, swollen belly for the entire world to see. It’s like a kick in the teeth; or empty womb, rather. The nappy ads on TV. The strollers. The ‘Baby on Board’ car window signs. The children’s birthday party invitations. The assumptions people make; she’s selfish, or just doesn’t want kids. (Little do they know). She can’t escape. It feels like a cruel joke. It’s suffocating. Her bones ache. Her heart yearns. Her head throbs. Her hands tremble. Every birthday. Every Christmas. Time passes but nothing changes. She waits. She waits. And she waits… What will ever numb this devastating grief?
By Vicky Keenan2 years ago in Families
