NDJ:5 Sheila Felberbaum

Alchemy

Remarkably resembling her other, non-birth mother, my first grandchild perversely-transverse, c-sectioned into this world on what would have been just an ordinary spring day.

A squalling, twenty minutes old,
black-haired, red-faced
female dynamo
clenched her chubby fists
and grabbed onto and into my life.

Not of my blood, yet heart of my heart, what alchemy binds us with cables of love?