"When I finally glanced down, there was a circle shape
of blood on the floor. It was dripping from in between
my legs, brightening the cold concrete surroundings."
from another of my "When I Used to Be a Little Girl" poems, newly up at The Rising Phoenix Review HERE - https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2017/03/30/when-i-used-to-be-a-little-girl-by-juliet-cook-2/