Standing in line
I felt eyes
studying me.
"You are so pretty.
You are so much fun
to look at."
What does it mean?
The obsession
with flesh? For men?
My own preoccupation -
a familiar one for women.
What curves,
the sinuousness and creases,
length, width..
Why this terrorism
of self? So common.
When will we choose,
one by one,
to stand in the equality
of our own diversity?
Surrender to the joy
of the body.
7/9/07
Sunday, September 2, 2007
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