She wrapped her arms around her throbbing midsection.
She cooed at first…
Then she implored
Like it was an entity that could,
Do her bidding,
“Just bleed already…
So no one else has to….”
Then she wept in resignation
As another day of hormonal rage, headaches and fullness
Unfurled before her…
Unlike the very tightly coiled crimson ribbon
Resting deeply, quietly, indifferently,
Inside of her.
*** Eeeeeeew. ***
*** I am aware that talk of blood (especially menstrual) makes people queasy. Also… you’re a wimp, Old Man. ***
*** I write about my period. It helps with cramps. Sorry not sorry. Don’t read my shit if that sorta thing gets your frilly panties in a twist. ***