Thursday, April 3, 2014

Body

If the first thing you did when you saw me
was try to determine if I was more or less
fat
than you,
then welcome to the party.

My jeans are size twelve,
but I look like I wear a size ten.
Does that help you out?

The average American woman wears a size fourteen
....according to WebMD.
So my thighs are slightly less thunderous
than Jane Doe's.
But they can sure hold their own
in my group of size zero friends.

If you're trying to decide if I'm prettier than you,
might I ask you to wait until I'm wearing my cute outfit?
That way I've at least got a fair shot.

Do you tell me I'm beautiful every time you see me
because you think you're not?

But here is where it gets real:

I've never met someone and not compared myself to them.

I've never met someone
and not compared myself to them.

I've never
met
someone
and
not
compared
myself
to them. 

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