Blood Everywhere
With my pants around my ankles, I squatted low in the 3-stalled corporate office restroom. My butt cheeks just a few inches from the floor, I pressed my PC muscles down and pulled the tip of my menstrual cup. Because squatting shortens the vaginal canal, it was then...
My Menstruation Story
Art by Betty Dodson My mother told me about menstruation at an early age so I had been expecting it to come anytime. In fact, I was eager to get it and looked at it as a right of passage. I was 12.5 years old, sitting in my sixth grade classroom, when I was plagued...
A Love Letter to Moon Flow, Crones, and to Myself
My blood leaked around the edges, destroying countless pairs of underwear, spotting my pants, staining not just my clothes but my car’s seat, my friend’s couch, my good living room chair (years later, when I finally had a living room and enough time had passed for me...