Haikuing Whether I Should Have Kids

Little girl in front of a taxidermy of a polar bear

Perimenopause. 
Is it too late for children?
Choices I face now. 

Before, no freedom.
Now, paradox of choices.
And… microplastics. 

Every stores’ items
Will some day join a landfill.
But: independence. 

What is legacy? 
My great-grandmother’s choices.
Do they continue 

Through me or do I
Stop because I am afraid. 
Not from solitude 

Or raising kids by
Myself, which she did before
Her kids were taken. 

But from ground water 
Spoiled, rivers polluted. 
Ocean’s acidic. 

Am I taking this 
Too seriously, or should
I do as men do?

Leave a comment