It’s habit
that I still shave
my legs.
It’s not optimism
anymore
that my husband and I
will have sex again.
Someday.
It’s a relic
that started in
the sixth grade
when I was shamed
in gym class
for having hairy
legs.
Shaving my legs
is more out of respect
for doctors and nurses
who must see my naked body
should I be injured
in a horrific car crash.
How did she die?
my husband will ask.
With an immaculately shaved pussy,
the doctor will reply.
What a goddamn waste.
Amy Winkler has her M.Ed. from Xavier University. She lives in Cincinnati, OH, with her two sons. This is her first published work.Twitter: @amy_45227