Inside the MRI Machine

I am white       where it matters        in front of the

camera     I am an egg             a cobweb          when

my mother calls        me Haloul       I pretend not

to hear                here I am a résumé                 doll

gown of paper            checklist             piss in a cup

I was afraid          of my body                        but not

anymore           now there’s respect              this bitch

pantyless                      humming           louder than

the                    machine            I am white         when

asked to be                   storyboarding             my own

grandmother      into a                         poem           here I am

meet cute           between              egg &           song

Credit

Copyright © 2019 by Hala Alyan. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on May 14, 2019, by the Academy of American Poets

About this Poem

“This piece was written in the midst of an ectopic pregnancy that pushed me to reexamine my relationship to my body, and the way that we carry trauma and joy and recovery in our very muscle sinews and bones.”

Hala Alyan