I am the youngest, the smallest
the most innocent
They take me to places that shout
with hot pink
how much they love women
Places that they have legalized
in attempts to make
themselves feel better
About the choices they made
that brought about my life
in the first place
Mom hesitated when she placed the call
but she’ll make the trip anyway
have the procedure
By late tomorrow she’ll be in a daze
and I’ll be dead
Her actions and feelings buried deep
my body dumped
I will live on in those
who recognize my beauty
see themselves in me
Those who fought,
cried, and prayed
for my right to live
Soon they’ll all see my worth
and look back with great shame
on the days
They chose to kill
the youngest, the smallest
the most innocent
-Praxedes
