*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
Tag: Girls
The Secret
Sometimes I feel stupid. I feel inadequate. I feel like there’s something really wrong with me. I can’t always chalk it up to over-active-pre-menstrual hormones or a bad day. Sometimes I really feel deeply like I just don’t get ‘it’. I’m a writer. So I write. This part has always come naturally to me. I… Continue reading The Secret
VANESSA SHIELDS 