On the new moon
I get my period
After days of dull ache
On the new moon
It trickles into a little cup
I clean it when I wake and rest
On the new moon
I say "hello there"
Far from quiet shame
On the new moon
I admire the beauty
Of this essential ingredient
From which life is made
YOU ARE READING
Thank you, Franny Lou
PoetryA collection of random poems I've written since starting a poetry class that made me realize I enjoy this art much more than I would have guessed. I'd love to read comments or questions you have, and please don't forget to VOTE if you enjoy it!
