V-A-G-I-N-A

Vagina.

Written Test

Until today, I had forgotten the feel of a pencil
cramped in pinched origami grip
slick royal yellow paint
taste and bounce of vulcanized pink nub
lick and shudder from metallic bicuspid crimped ferrule
graphite, measured number two, but always number one
From today, do let me
uncork my writer's block
by al dente red cedar
released as smell and sound
with overzealous sharpening