Written for: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #249
words: cell, yearning, silken, light, boundless, fire, grace, join, moment, eggs, skin, any
She yearns to have silken
skin, the light graceful stride
of a woman without jiggling
accoutrements of cellulite.
Her body is becoming a menu.
Cottage cheese thighs that wiggle
like loose eggs, joined by boundless
appearances of blue veins, crossed
like ropes of licorice.
Her face flushes fire-engine red
at odd moments of day and night.
No help in sight. Are there any
articles she has not yet read
about aging, health, and self-esteem?
It is just plain mean-spirited
of magazines to parade countless
perfect women across glossy pages.
Where is the rage?