Poems

Brilliant imperfections

“Barbie’s disfigured. It’s fine to play with her just as long as you keep that in mind.”

― Lena Dunham, Not That Kind of Girl

 

I am a women

A gender of humanity

Made of flesh and biology

I have organs, skin, and hair

 

Alter the hair on your skin

Paint your face

Cover your scents

Polish your nails

 

Why should I hide my human-ness?

I am made up of brilliant bits of thought

Hair on my head should be long, but on my legs gone?

I am not ashamed, I didn’t put them there

 

I will wear lipstick

And dance in skirts

And put flowers in my hair

But for me, not for you

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10 Comments

  1. Yes, definitely. . this is so me!!

    1. So happy to hear that 🙂

  2. It’s the best feeling when you dress up, wear makeup or do things for yourself because it feels good.

    1. That’s very true, I love doing it for me.

  3. A very strong portrayal of feminism.

    1. Thank you for stopping by 🙂

  4. This is lovely. It tells me that you don’t wear a disguise to attract a mate – you decorate yourself because you feel like it.
    Bravo..

    1. Yes, exactly. This poem was inspired by a guy commenting sarcastically on the hair on a part of my body that we don’t even need to remove!
      Thanks again Jane <3

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