Portfolio of Hope

legs laptop typing macbook

uterus lining discarded,

bleeding red every month,

i am reborn again.

with discarded pads,

bloated stomach,

aching head,

emotions like…

all over the place

(it’s bad),

i persist.

knowing that we are a part of a collective-


for which we know our own strength-


for which, no man could ever endure

and yet,

here we are…


from death to rebirth

every four (ish) weeks.

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