Not the Snoo or the Dock-A-Tot orthe Moses basket or the bassinet orthe Rock ’n Play with vibration or theco-sleeper sidecar or the cradle or the crib orthe car seat or the stroller, no, if you area small, new human, the full-grownhuman body is the best place to sleep.Dinghy floating on top of its oceanliner, the way we must look like adult and pupsea lions, beached and snoozing, or elsean asp on a heat rock, or a couple of grubs,you on me like a stone on a stone,how it’s almost like it wasonly now you can fall from meand we don’t share any organsthough we must long to, or should I sayI long to, and from this delicate positionI have learned what my body is for,from an eleven-day-old! You, my…
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The New Yorker (Digital) - 1 Issue, May 20, 2019