My bump is barely showing
and I’m already wondering:
Will you have my forehead
and your father’s round face?
Will you have his pretty good teeth
or my train wreck of a mouth?
Will you have my dark brown curls
and the thickness of his hair?
Will his passion explode out of you
or bubble up in thick waves like mine?
Will you have my wild, unbridled laugh
and the crinkles in his eyes when he smiles?
Will you see the crisp outlines of objects
or my blurry shapes and colors instead?
Will your skin glow with my barely tan skin
but let the sun bring out his brown?
Will you let the little things go
or never let me forget anything?
Even though I carry you inside
and I know that half of you is me
How will my genes come alive,
shine from your body and soul?
Will I see your dad on a smaller scale
or a reflection of myself?
Or will I see you as you are:
As your own being with bits of us both?
For now, my belly will continue to grow
your past and potential present existing
simultaneously, a Schroedinger’s baby
rising from within, hiding in plain sight.
Eloísa Pérez-Lozano graduated from Iowa State University with a B.S. in psychology and an M.S. in journalism and mass communications. Two of her poems were finalists in the 2017 Friendswood Public Library Ekphrastic Poetry contest. A 2016 Sundress Publications Best of the Net nominee, her work has been featured in “The Texas Observer,” “Houston Chronicle,” and “The Acentos Review,” among others. She lives with her family in Houston, Texas.