Body image Poems
body
by Sarah A
i forgive my body
for all that she’s done
i free him from his sins
and nestle in her safety
i thank my body for protecting me
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103. Elastic Potential
by Kea Campbell
My peanut butter eyes on caramel silk skin.
Butterflies flutter—folding in and famished—
beating and bowing before my bile-slick stomach.
Flirting with my heart—an empty love, lost and lame.
Pupils glued to my toes,
a sight caught in the corner of my vision—
bleeding blurry.
Fain to find myself blighted thin.
Shadows march through my veins—
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Still Me
by Kate Wallace
I am not thin
For my stomach is not flat
My skin no longer tight
And I often see myself as fat
I am not sexy
And I am not tall
My ass is not round
And my breasts are not full
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The Procession
by Aly Sego
My body is a revolving door
The procession relentlessly comes and goes
Without a glance my way
There is no doorman
If there were I would be ashamed
To whisper in his ear
“Don’t let them in”
The incessant coming and going
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Panorama
by Georgia H
I'm trying to find a new perspective of me;
To learn to accept my mountains, valleys, and plains.
To learn to find beauty in my own landscape.
To develop a whole new panorama of the world.
103. Elastic Potential
by Kea Campbell
My peanut butter eyes on caramel silk skin.
Butterflies flutter—folding in and famished—
beating and bowing before my bile-slick stomach.
Flirting with my heart—an empty love, lost and lame.
Pupils glued to my toes,
a sight caught in the corner of my vision—
bleeding blurry.
Fain to find myself blighted thin.
Shadows march through my veins—
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The Scale’s Eyes
by Gianna Golino
I relapsed—
After my shift
Rushed to the bathroom
Purged it all out
I hate this brain
That makes me hurt myself
I'm just so tired
Of never feeling worthy
Always second choice
Not valued, passed over
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Behind their words
by Krystal Voisinet
I wish people could see through my eyes
Hear through my ears
Cry through the night
And think my thoughts
I wish someone could feel my pain
Because maybe they wouldn't stare
And i wouldn't feel the glares
They wouldn't talk about me
And would know that behind every person
That talks about me
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Reflection
by Savannah Buchanan
The mirrors in this house leer at me
They taunt me
Come, look!
They say
I don't want to look, I know what I'll see
Red dots scattered across my forehead and cheeks
Eyebrows that are just a bit to bushy and a unibrow that never quite goes away
Lips that don't match the bottom much to big for the top
Two chins.
Hair that never seems to stay in place
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Returns and Exchanges
by Victoria Brown
I’d like to return this.
It doesn’t fit me right.
It’s far too small, yet too big at the same time.
The zipper is stuck, it catches on my spine.
The material is far too uncomfortable.
I’d like to return this suit.
The coloring is off, there’s stains and marks all across the arms.
I think someone ripped it at the shoulder and tried to sew it back together again.
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