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[silentstones]

Alone with my lanugo,
I make do without wombs
And breasts and matriarchs
Amenorrhea of the heart.
I dreamt of orbs
I was whole and connected

Alone with my hipbones
I dreamt menarche-woman
Strong and flowing sacrifice
Curled safe upon the altar
Still warm, I craved her
I am a cheap imitation
Disconnected from a soul

Comments

[edie_alyss]

Gods, this hit me with such force. 'Amenorrhea of the heart'. Brilliant.
So powerful
*hug*
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