Swimming in a pool of crimson, she melts,
her pounding pelvis contracts: a 3 month reminder now (no longer monthly thanks to modern science) that these contractions, though similar, will never birth life.
so, she lays back, floats in the pulpy burgundy smoothie
free bleeding, free crying
wraps herself in the warm agony of a burning uterus and gushing grief
because some days you rise up
because some days you melt
pierced and achy.
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.
the bouquet of tiny, firm tendrils massage my jaw melting the makeup down the drain I stand holding my breath feeling the gentle pressure on
I wish I could let go of you You with your crushing sarcasm laughing at it all like it’s no big deal– to treat me
Illustration by Deema Alawa We Were Queens by Parivash Goff This was a stolen October day, six hours of teaching traded for a two hour
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