1. Pelvic floor physical therapy
I basically have the vagina of Cleopatra- smart and mummified. My groundhog does not see its shadow. Winter is coming. I am the legend of the old witch by the sea sucking all the ocean into her barren hollow. I am not one of those women who will write gracefully about this forced change of life. I will write angrily. I want to give gifts to my vagina and make offerings to my blessed baby-brewing space. Place jewels, paint it gold, dress it in ostrich feather and dragonfly wing- a beacon blinking SOS. I have never missed the sight of blood so much in my life. On my back, legs two daggers toward the sky, holding a mirror, screaming into the void. Snatch. Nappy dugout. Coochie. Snooki. Jizz box. Girl garden. Coin purse. Hot pocket. Lovin’ cup. Oven. Baby hole. Vadge. Pink plush pelvis pillow. Pussy. Blood blood blood water sand dust to dust.