My vulva is a parasite
I so desperately want to claw off
Rip out my uterus like a fish caught on a hook
Heavy
Useless.
Peel off my boobs
As if they were velcro’d on
Smooth off the remaining fluffy side
With my hands
Soothing
Smoothing.
All the way down to the snail trail
Leading to
Nothing.
My hips now a cradle for my inner child
When she needs somewhere to run to.
Hats off for the first submission to be accepted on the magazine!
as someone who is agender, this is very relatable.