I’m sorry
For how I looked
When I had cramps.
It was not my best day.
Actually, it was my worst day.
Until next month anyway.
Mom didn’t warn me
That there would be days like this
For the next few decades.
Perhaps she knew
Intuitively
That it wouldn’t be good for our relationship
Or her safety.
Smart, that lady.
These illustrations help me laugh at my pain.