i did not want to buy
that disney princess makeup set
even scanning it with the quickest eyes
felt like betrayal
i think that’s what it feels like,
i haven’t quite worked it out yet.
i know whenever i buy a present for a little girl
the inside of my uterus screams with madness and indignation
and a rageful force inside my womb tries to claw itself out of my insides.
it is a very unpleasant sensation
and i keep thinking the intensity of it will eventually soften…
but almost 7 years later
whenever i click ‘checkout’ on an item that’s bursting with pink
i find myself looking up to the heavens
and telling her that i’m sorry
