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Snail
Poems
Oct 2020
8 years.
There is a particular cruelty
in the coming and going
of the monthly curse
in the heart of the barren.
A punishment
of gore and pain
to remind me of my bodyβs
inhospitable nature
and all itβs emptiness.
A never failing arrival,
always on time
like the train,
but still a shock,
like stumbling upon
a crime scene.
Iβll never make peace with it.
#infertility
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