Bless you for the leaving by Kelsey May

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​Bless you for the leaving


I don't remember the pain as much as I remember 

the cavity; the endless gushing; how I had to lay pads 

in my underwear    d o u b l e  t h i c k    to soak up 

all the 
               could
                           have
                                      been.                 
                                                                        Nothing helped 

or eased the cramps or stopped the tears (mostly of relief), 

                    although spooning an electric heating pad 

was at least comforting, how my body cradled it 

like a baby; how the days labored by  s l o w l y 

        until eventually,         
                                                                         everything stilled.


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Kelsey May is a writer, educator, and activist from Grand Rapids, MI. Her work has appeared in NonBinary Review, Turnpike Magazine, and Broken Plate, and she interviews poets and other miscellaneous people at Hyype.  
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