She
lays
on her back
depleted.
burgundy stains run down her thighs
and.
She should
get up
go to work
do the laundry
be productive
Instead.
She lays on her back,
legs splayed
depleted
Soaking the sheets in deep burgundy,
throb throb throbbing
for five days.
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
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