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