I want to bring you to my womb
The moon water lake!
To visit this wonderland
Look, look at the lava of the volcano
Thick like honey, red as rubies
A half-dead lumpish dragon floating
On the moon water
You are scared of
My cramps, scent of a woman
The taste of my blood!
Flood! Red cloud! A Hurricane called M..F
It is salty and bitter as the ocean
No, it's more bitter than my tears, it is BLOOD
B L O O D
O an open cervix
You meditated on my lips
Drank the last drop of dew
LOCKED
The old generation of Chinese call menstrual blood as moon water “月水”, and traditional Chinese herbalists even use the blood as one of the ingredients in their medicines. Menstrual blood, just as amniotic fluid, is a metaphor for women's sufferings and rebirth.
A.B. wrote the following comments on this poem: "The menstrual cycle embodies the soul of woman-ness, the unfathomable depths of her mystery and power...Most people have an innate aversion to blood, their own included. "
Men's innate aversion to women's menstrual blood makes me wonder if this fluid has some profound mystical feminine power.