I think women don't always hate their period.
My sides hurt, and I'm nagging.
My heart is floating,
My boyfriend is sweating,
walking on egg shells-
My neighbors are leaving again!
They won't peer behind the hedge,
My insides will pour red,
and happily instead-
My tampons drip dazzling rubies!
Monthly gifts are a bother,
My period talks about pregnancy,
and it promises to delay,