Still Life: The IVF Household

A poem for you, during National Infertility Week

Photo by Diana Polekhina on Unsplash

The kitchen table is strewn with
boxes and boxes and
needles and needles and
gauze and more gauze and
a sharps container and
some swabs and more swabs and
some alcohol but not the good kind —
rubbing alcohol,
to clean the part of the skin
where the medicine goes in,
where the wish gets made,
where the hope of parenthood
seeps…