The promise of blood

05.08.09

I love the first period after the last sex with a lover. It's not only reasurance that I'm not having an unwanted baby, its also my bodies way of removing all parts of him from my physical self. With the unfertilized egg and the lining of my uterus, the thick blood also washes out his skin cells and any traces of sperm I fear is still inside - still threatening me. With this first blood I am renewed. Not again a virgin, but again clean and without his weight pressing against me.

I recited a poem once for Theatre about a young mother-to-be who spoke of all the things she would tell her unborn daughter. And she says, "I will teach her all about the promis of blood." And its now that I understand that this promise isn't just about being a woman, being responsible, or being healthy. Its a promise to me, to my body, and to my soul. It reminds me that I am strong.

Nelapsi

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