The Other Day I Peed on a Stick The other day I peed on a stick and when I peed on the stick I knew my blood was like poison, but without my medication, I’ll go crazy. I’ll never be the girl in the movie who throws up, pees on a stick, then says, honey? I’m pregnant! And runs to her lover. Buys bitty shoes. Buys bitty hats. I’ll never read aloud to my belly, then deny doing such a silly thing. I won’t look into a tiny face and see a glimmer of me, of my mother, of my husband.