The first signs of my period.

Very welcome,

This month.

Oddly enough,

As soon as I relax,

I imagine myself

Pregnant,

Walking on grass.

There are animals

Around me

Enjoying the sun,

And everybody’s hair is red.

Maybe I’m giving myself a break,

Making space for things

That might be nice.

I don’t really know,

I never like anything long enough,

Not even fantasies.

Did you know

That not everybody

Feels like they’re responsible

For earthquakes,

Wars,

And the slow death of the sun?

Some people

Are quite content,

They draft their five-year plan

Sipping a latte at Starbucks.