My Period, My Pal

Are you friends with your period? If so, what are they like? If not, how come?

Sometimes, I love my period, and I'll be really excited for them to arrive, I'll run to the shop, get all the supplies in- organic cotton pads, cacao tea, I’ll as close to clear my schedule as I can- and I’ll take to my bed for the afternoon, with a hot water bottle on my stomach and I’ll let my period do her thing.

These times I feel so connected with the earth, my period will calm me down, I’ll feel cleansed somehow, grounded, akin to a swamp witch wandering into the forrest to bleed on a pile of leaves and feast on a medium rare steak. If I listen to her at these times, I’ll feel like intuitively in my body I told all the answers to the universe. Proper fucking earth mother shit.

But other times, unfortunately, most of the time, my period shows up and I’ve got nothing in, no provisions, I’ve got a huge list of work I have to get through and I just sort of send her off, trying my best to ignore her existence, except for when I got to the bathroom to change my tampon.

A solo piece by Muireann Kavanagh

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