26 pearls around the neck
Twelve moons
She’s thirteen, soon
Then once a month
Her flesh, her blood
Scattered drops
A puddle
She cuddles
Five days
In full daylight
Five nights
In her bed tight
A fire is her belly
A prison is her body
She is in pain
Sometimes she cries
But it’s in vain
Always this pain
That condemns her
To be her
And carry the flame
To be a Woman
Author: Marie JJMG, Geneva, Switzerland, 2011
Inspired by Jeanne Cherhal’song “Douze fois par An”
English translation: Catherine Beeckman
Illustration: Tim Gallo
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