I’ll keep my curves, thank you very much.
I don’t need you to straighten them out,
I like them soft, round, off-kilter,
imperfectly perfect just as they are.
I no longer need to iron them out to
look like an object you approve of,
that fits nicely on your arm
so you can feel powerful and in control.
I’ve spent a lifetime adjusting so as not to scare you.
The truth is my curviness scares the fuck out of you,
something I knew before I knew it.
The days of making myself small so you can feel big,
of looking for someone to save me,
giving my power to those weaker than me
I now see I’m the strongest person I know.
I’ve sat alone, suffering,
sunken to the dark depths of my soul,
with no bandage, no caress.
Just me and the Great Mystery.
And no doubt I will do it again.
But whereas fear used to make me strong like steel,
now, unafraid, I am strong like the willow.
I trust the circles and cycles and bendy ways I don’t understand.
so the winds of life don’t break me.
I don’t need you to take fat from my thighs
and put in my breasts for god sake!
And I don’t give a flying fuck,
Not one more second will be wasted
on trying to be who someone else thinks I should be.
will be spent being who I am.
especially the unlovable parts.
I will love those so hard.
I will love the hell out of them,
love them until they are lovable.
I will never allow pop culture
until I’m a shell with fake everything
and a knock-off Prada bag
I bought with a maxed-out credit card
so I could look like who I’m supposed to.
There are no holes in my wholeness
for your toxic fixing to seep through.
anti-everything-unique-to-me
You are wasting your time with me.
I won’t be framed, frozen, straightened, flattened, dulled,
ironed out, sucked in, or contorted
Curves and boxes don’t mix.
I will never again put a lid on it
I am lidless, curvy, everything.
I long ago made it off the rat wheel
of starving to make myself
and remorsefully binging because
I didn’t, couldn’t, or wouldn't fit.
I stand before you a verb
of cultivated, hard won BALANCE,
Considering where I came from
that just may be a modern day miracle.
great power of self-awareness;
and a fine specimen to those who do.
From the invisible parts you’ll never see,
to the outside which you surmise, size-up,