gnarled up, bones like logs
trapped in your words, frog’s ribbet
No air to finish—-
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Why Didn't Anyone Tell Us
Men, move along. This is not for you. This is for the women. I was forty-five when I began menopause. It is pretty young for that to be going on in a woman’s life, but I had undiagnosed PCOS, my entire life. Thank you to all the gynecologists I had seen my entire life. That in itself should encourage women to keep seeking second opinions, especially when you are not getting correct answers or any at all.
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Oh this has so many interpretations - excellent imagery!
Well-wrought! As a short piece this really kicks, especially the suddenness of the last line, as if one has run out of air!
Where far too many of us live.
That felt so suffocating. Loved your poem!
I feel a little claustra reading that, like I need to take a really deep breath
SAD! We have all been there.
I know the feeling Sis 💕🎈