Poem In Which My Mother Tells Me Not To Do A Pap Smear Because It Might Tear My Nonexistent Hymen
And I’m like … what about cancer …?
And she’s like … but your hymen?
And I say … but what about death??
And she says … but the patriarchy …?!
And I’m like … yeah yeah, the patriarchy!
And she’s like … yes yes. Death.
— Noor Hindi, published in underblong
