This one is not about love.
This one is not about loss.
This one is not about you and me.
This one is not about us.

This one is about those men and women
who have been made to feel bad
about their bodies ...

(Continued in the caption)

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Stop Hiding

#APMPoetryMarathon: Prompt 6

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// Swimming //

You don't need a mirror to hate yourself,
curled tonenails are telltale signs of a girl
who fakes her period.
.
.
Things are in control — temperature, chlorine
except that sliding doors always lets slide
words — oxen, whale.
.
.
We can never hide from our bodies.
We displace
all the water of the pool,
we fake our periods
so that we don't always find ourselves begging to be tolerated.
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.
You don't need a tailor's tape to hate yourself,
clingy bodysuits and dwindling orders
are telltale signs of girls wishing to be unseen.
.
.
If all girls like me throw a pool party,
all the displaced water will be compensated
by our salty crying. Girls like me —
fringe bodies,
detachable parts of a big toy machine,
decorate big pools but never dip a foot.

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Every day is a cheat day,
If you love your body more than fashion norms..

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"Hey!
What bothers you more!?"

"The weight I carry
or, the weight I throw around."

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Switch places

Come, you people who stare,
Because my figure doesn’t resemble the shape
Your lips take when you look at me.
The oh! Of horror, the oh! Of pity
Come and walk with me through a day in my life.
Step in my shoes.
Which are a size bigger than your mentality
So it should be pretty comfy for you.

( Read the caption for complete poem)

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"*We'll be right back after a short break!
Stay tuned and Stay insecured!*"

(in caption)

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where my body would be
a temple, broken,
old and weathered,
yet worshipped and
cared for, even by the
Goddess residing it.

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A man who can't willfully deprive himself is doomed to inadvertent deprivity.

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A body's cry
One day, all the insecure parts of my body addressed to me, "what's that hurts you so?
You long for the perfect shape & size.
You deny yourself what you deserve.
You hate what you see in the mirror.
Your fears drives you to tears.
You feel black & want to see the light
what is it that will make you happy. You know it's just a few years & then what you see now will not stay. Don't plunge yourself in despair. Do not feed yourself the idea that the world has fed you, the idea of what a perfect beauty is. Don't hold yourself captive in your own mind. See the miracle you are. Choose to love and build a relationship with self❤️

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