MENSTRUATION: WOMAN WOMAN WOMAN

Jaiden Thompson

I AM TEETHING ON YOUR SKULL
WHERE THE SUN MEETS SOIL
+ KISSES YOUR FINGERS LIKE A RAT
YOU BURN LIKE MOONSTONE
ARE YOUR PUPILS NOT BLOOD?
THE BEATINGS OF MY HYSTERIA
HOLLOW YOU + YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
SKINNED BONES AGAINST SILK FLESH
YOU SMELL OF CONCEPTION
A MANGO SEED PLANTED IN SAND
WASHED AWAY BY THE LAKE
THE JUICE OF A SICKLY CRACKED
POMEGRANATE FLOODING YOU
YOUR THIGHS YOUR SKULL
TONIGHT THIS IS ATTRACTION
+ I KNOW WHERE I AM
I AM IN YOUR BIRTH + EYELIDS

About the Author

Jaiden Thompson (they/he) is a young writer walking the line between poetic genius and foolery. They have writing published or forthcoming in Jupiter Review, Superfroot, Queerlings, and COUNTERCLOCK, among others. Find them on twitter @jaibird_writes.