Vagina monologue 3 ( From the collection: Unsent letters to my Vagina) My Vagina is Curtain shaped Tulip shaped Puff shaped A horse shoe Tucked in. She is elastic, and excited when the weather is damp. She blushes and cries tears of joy at the stroke of your pride. She knows not to appeal to force. She responds to the touch of love. Love that reads the Braille on her skin like a blind man. My Vagina is narrower at the opening and wider toward the Cervix. She is comely She is timely She is inviting especially after the bloody Mary war at the end of the month. My Vagina is mine. She has a voice A defiant voice. Speak to her. Be gentle when calling her name. She speaks in undertones Memorize her tone. And when you stroke her into a living rage. Make it pleasurable Make her feel it. Gently Gently Gently... The Unapologetic Poet-