A day like any other

in the privacy of her home

or chaos-filled halls of her School

she took her first steps towards becoming.

Who she had been

now replaced by

Tender ( painful) growing breasts

and pubic grown hairs

and menarche

as it promised to be back.

As time passes

the monthly egg sacrifices

inside of her

escapes in bloody messes

of shedding tissue

the painful process, beautiful in its Reds and Browns

leading to the birth of crowns

and tears of a new dawn

and new promises of journeys

and futures and revolutions

of culture and discovery of

the bountiful universe and the

forward march of humanity through time.