By Ishita Uppadhayay
Who loved you first, green-eyes?
Pearl-like sparkle, baby twinkling
In white, wrapped, held,
Adored, so grateful for you
To be born and change her life,
Literal, metaphorical, monumental,
Imagining her: I am her,
Her solid arms, the warmth she imparts
You’re her viscera, extension and invention,
Knowing your love is seeing layers of hers
Matryoshka dolls, women look to other women
Like a mirror unreversed
Ishita Uppadhayay is a poet and MSc candidate in Philosophy and Public Policy at the London School of Economics. They have previously been published in STRAND Magazine and the Hythe by the87press. You can find them on Instagram at @ishitaupp.
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