a Barbie doll.  Then, I could pop my head
off and switch it with someone else. If there was
a glitch in in me the switch would fix it instantly. I could

use a pair of erasers for my feet. That way if
I make mistakes going forward they can be
erased before they leave a mark. People would balk

as I walk down the street wearing only pink rubber
on my feet. It would be nice if I had a built-in censor
button. That way if I said something that wasn’t loving

or nice it would go off and make me stop. It isn’t easy
being a lady these days when you got a lot to say. Although I try
to hide my imperfections, I realize I am special being me,

exactly as I am. I just got to stop doubting myself
and always expecting perfection, rather than accepting that
I am human.