A poem about menstruation and the mood swings it brings.

I am the sky: everchanging and temperamental
With the sun, I make a
Happy Picture
of clear thinking and endless opportunity.
When the sun leaves:
I am Dark;
a cover for violence and abuse.
But some part
of me
is always
RED.
Through rain, or wind, or sunlight,
the RED
of the sunset

runs through.

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