This is my body. 200 billion red blood cells die daily, while 2 million are replaced every second. With fire and a drum, Shiva Nataraj treads upon our ignorance, dancing us in and out of existence.
This is my body. 2mg of cyproterone acetate and 35 micrograms of ehtinyl estradiol enter my body 21 days of every month, stealing my hormones and making the release of my invisible eggs impossible. The woman on television tells of clitoral stimulation from a twittering butterfly on her vibrator: “Women don’t love their bodies enough.”
This is my body. Every day I am created, sustained, and destroyed in a long process that slowly kills me. Inside each carriage are dozens of people whose actions are impossible to predict with 100% accuracy, but the train always travels in the same direction.