i learned the stench of womanhood
while scrubbing baseboards
a sudden itch
stole my attention
and the smell lingered
hours after
hands submerged in Pine Sol & bleach
in attempt to singe
shame from the free edge of my painted nails...
i now crave the stench of womanhood
my fingers
perched
in between my upper lip and nostrils
inhaling the aroma
of yesterdays
before
eggs migrated to womb
in search of you
before
sunrise left my innocence
trapped under the migrating moon
before
womanhood was theory
captured
2/7/08 3:22pm
Monday, February 18, 2008
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