I know what you're thinking..."God Damnit, Caroline! Please, not another poem about your period!"... but, it's ok cause this one is also about war and life!

Last night, far miles away—
nations launched missiles. Many people died.
Most nights, far from here, someone is dying.
Last night it was Israel and Iran—last week:
Russia and Ukraine. But I’m strolling.

intentional death. intentional life.
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Also last night—a fox, just feet from my door.
The red and yellow flower I planted: blooming.
I woke with blood between my thighs.

It’s alright. I do this all the time—
almost as often as, far from here, people die.