Drempt I was pregnant.
Had had an extraction done. It was but a cell in a Petri dish. Surrounded by what seemed rays of golden pollen.
It was custom then to remove and inspect the health and let the mother decide on Re implantation, donation or termination.
I was terrified and hopeful.
Went and saw my childhood friend once a sister and now estranged.
At her family home during Sunday brunch.
She was excited for me. Her father surprised to see me after so many years.
You should – he said. You would be a good mother.
You have a few more days to decide – my friend said smiling.
I woke with wonder, and fear and a sense of urgency.
It fades now.
The image of seemingly a seed in a Petri dish surrounded by rays of golden pollen – an energy looking back at me with expectancy.
