Subjunctive mood

 photo by  Lauren Rushing

Within my second tongue
Lies a whole language of possibility
Of maybes
Improbability
Desires never realized

Each verb born with its own negation
Matter and anti-matter
A slight shift of pen, or voice
            e for a, a for e
And certainty is reversed
Speculation blooms

Si fuera elefante
If I were an elephant

Yet I never could be

And you, who never were
Dwell in this other plane of existence

I craft you in phrases of
Maybe would have been and
Never could have been

Si fueras

What verb tense do you use to talk about your baby(ies)? Do they exist for you in the present?