when she falls you fall fallout fifteen minutes doctor procedure peering into my vagina-cum incubator now turned off by skull-crushing heat of Fentanyl crept slick-like into vein needle removal of thumbnail DNA moving from much, infinite potential beautiful rays laughter and fingers curled around mine and hair growing longer, growing blond curly growing and she and I against the worlds of strictures and men to … Continue reading Nova Reeves Poems, Day 2: “Looking For Nurture”