Ending on a Period

Feminine Confession in Prose

Photo by Etienne Girardet on Unsplash

When it starts
you know you’re undesirable.
More than feel it,
you know it.
You have always been taught,
this is a disgusting thing you do.

My existence is not defined by my blood
but it is confined to my body,
and my body bleeds…

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I don’t have the answer, but I have experiences and would like to share them with you, but will you share yours with me?

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Slaidey Valheim

Slaidey Valheim

A writer of brutally honest non-fiction and gritty short stories. Posts every Monday and Wednesday! Support/follow her @ https://linktr.ee/SlaideyV

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