• I've been melted into something too easy to spill. I make more and more of myself in order to make more and more of the baby. He takes it, this making. And somehow he's made more of me, too.

    Brenda Shaughnessy: I've been melted into something 
 too easy to spill. I make more 
 and more of myself in order 
 to make more and more of the baby. 
 He takes it, this making. And somehow 
 he's made more of me, too.
    Brenda Shaughnessy (2012). “Our Andromeda”, p.25, Copper Canyon Press