At 13 years of age, a pamphlet
Showed
up in my home.
My
mother bought it, not to be
The
subject of a poem.
It
was intended to explain
(A
lecture would be worse)
The
facts of menstruation,
Often
called the “woman’s curse.”
Modess,
a manufacturer
Of
sanitary pads,
Produced
the booklet; it cost
Just
a quarter; they made scads.
The
title always bothered me,
For
what would be the need
To
try to get young girls to like
A
messy monthly bleed?
A
novel I am reading
Brought
this little pamphlet back.
A
character is using it
For
knowledge she does lack.
It’s
rare to find a copy
So
on Amazon they’re hiking it
To
almost 90 bucks, another
Reason
for not liking it.
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