the Hour of the Owl
some things are replenished in the shadows
my sundial is
not solar-powered, but moon-
charged, like my crystals
About the Creator
Dominique Delphi
"Until the lion learns how to write, every story will glorify the hunter" -- African proverb
A hypersensitive, but pure-hearted Pisces rising, Scorpio sun, Capricorn moon
INFP, enneagram 4w5, Ravenclaw
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Easter came early
your basket is my casket, drops eggs like minutes; my youth your breakfast -------------------- inspiration: During gestation, women are formed with 6 million eggs on their ovaries, which are then significantly reduced to 1 million by the time we are born. By the time we reach puberty, about 300,000 eggs are left. Not just during ovulation, but every day, since the age our bodies became "breedable," many eggs are released and sent into a so-called "waiting room," where only a few dozen leave each day, eventually adding up to a couple of hundred eggs a month. Only 1/10th of these eggs will enter the uterus, and one to a very few will be fully ovulated and ready for fertilization. Many eggs released become "poached," or in scientific terms, they die off. Of the few hundred thousand eggs a woman is born with, only about 300 are ovulated on average her whole life, depending on the woman and her fertility. The average woman also reaches menopause around the age of 50, giving her "window" a timespan of about 35 years to produce a child, whether as a mother or a surrogate. In the years in which a woman is in the flush of youth and has the whole world at her feet, she is expected to do, what is "required" of her sex, which is to bear children. Whether from spoon-fed beliefs since infancy, the romanticism of falling in love, or the pressure from culture, religion, or society, many women who succumb to the feminine role of being a wife or mother, later regret the decision but are too afraid to speak publicly on the matter, out of fear of being judged and dehumanized. Even women find themselves criticized by other women, for their decision to remain childfree, with people from doctors to even their own mothers, claiming that true pain, sacrifice, and womanhood can only be achieved through bearing children. For any woman who is constantly rejected by doctors to get her tubes tied because she'll "later regret it," to women who drastically alter the hormones of their body through birth control or fertility drugs, to women who feel pressured to give into a man's fantasy of having a family and suffer through pregnancy, postpartum and a whole life of maternal responsibility, YOU ARE MORE THAN WHAT YOUR BODY CAN OR CAN NOT PRODUCE.
By Dominique Delphiabout a year ago in Poets
Tortured Soul
The soul careened blindly through a void where it scraped against the walls of a narrow tunnel, amassing a cumulative friction that created all the heat the devil would ever need to torment it. There was no light at the end, not even a fire. From the bottom a cold wind blew, and the clash of extremities spawned vapors of terror in the deadened and numbed appendage that was this strange, delirious, drunken consciousness.
By C. Rommial Butler6 days ago in Fiction
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