May 01, 2007 01:41
last night a freakishly large bug sent me into a sobbing, screaming fit.
this morning i woke up crying, and couldn't stop long enough to go anywhere.
my breasts ache and i can't stop snapping at people.
luna is waxing, nearly full, and i am about to start my period.
every month when the moon is fullest my body and mind start to panic;
i am immobilized by pain in my bones, and i am hyper-sensitive
vulnerable, as if i were missing a layer of skin. not one ounce of me
wants to shed my womb's lining. each month i let go of one more future.
woman,
cycles,
the moon is always female,
luna