you look out the window-
your skin erupts
“this is not a fairytale” – so she wants to believe
tell yourself you but you turn around you’re suddenly Plath
the mirror lies my darling that’s not you
no not the girl with the BROAD hips Not the girl the THE girl
with the thin lips not the girl not the girl with the flat tits
not the girl
no
you are the girl with the world in your fists
~ out the window
Wow! This is amazing
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Retaliatory feminist angst. Excellent!
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Sometimes you have to take a look really far out the window to really see the truth
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Your writing is a meal itself; I’m satiated by the variety and flavour. Thank you!
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thank you so much!
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