Doomsday. Everything eviscerated even the kotex and tampon factories, burned. In the post-apocalypse once a month women drip.
01/09/2013
Author's Note: :3
Posted on 01/09/2013Copyright © 2024 Johanna May
I'm soooo glad I don't have that problem any more. Your poem reminds me to be grateful again today. Thanks!
