Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris

Make Me Skinny

God, please make me skinny.
remember when i was little girl
and i had long limbs like Twiggy?
well now i got a big ol’ booty, wide hips and overpowering titties
and i just wanna be skinny.
remember when i was younger
and i had long limbs like Twiggy?
and i asked you for some sexy, my period and titties?
well i take that back–
just make me skinny
so i can walk without the guilt of curves,
the memories built in to the angles of my hips
that remember hands that sat there and lips that kissed
and arms that grabbed and hearts that beat as one
and the fun i used to have watching my womanhood blossom.
now i wish i could be a little girl again,
pre-pubescent so i can start over again
with the knowledge of today wrapped around my head
like bandages to control the bleeding
from lies i’ve been fed
like “growing up is fun”
and “you should try everything at least once.”
God, please be kind and rewind
and remember the time
when i had long limbs like Twiggy
and make me skinny.


3 responses

  1. ebbtide

    Oh, this feels familiar. Well put.

    December 9, 2008 at 1:47 pm

  2. malcolmjames

    This has a really nice flow and rhythm to it. Very well done. Don’t we all want a do-over? Now, be sure you use those overpowering titties for good, not for evil.

    December 10, 2008 at 12:04 am

  3. @ ebbtide: Thanks!

    @ Malcolm: LOL, I’ll be sure to do that…Thanks for the kind words 🙂 I’m glad that as a man, you were still able to relate to this poem.

    December 10, 2008 at 12:39 am

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