*CONTENT WARNING! The subject matter of this poem is about tampons.* I Was Never Afraid of the Tampon I remember me and my best girlfriendshuddled in the pink-tiled bathroom the rusting tub as witnesssquat-standing, legs open likeo’s, arm swooped, hand gripping the plastic applicator shiny with vaseline– vagina somewhere in the arch ofshadows between my trembling thighs… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 9
POEM A DAY – April 8
Elementary School in April When I am Nine the daffodils stand like 1950s girls against a greenwall at a dance, arms swaying, hair coiffed, lips puckered in wait. they are everywhere. in front gardens i walk past on the six blocks to school, lunch bucket gripped in my coldhand. backpack heavy with anxiety and books. my kneesnumb… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 8
POEM A DAY – April 7
Spiritual Vertigo 3 am and i’m spinning blink see stars blink hear my blood moving squeeze eyes shut spinning spinning my brain drowning in a change tornado awake and spinning i am spiral updraft muscles manipulated tensing for ground but there is no ground i can’t feel my feet on the wood spinning spinning blood… Continue reading POEM A DAY – April 7
VANESSA SHIELDS 