Some days I love my body
Wanting to enhance it
Making more stretch marks
Adding to the overloaded cellulites
Some days I’ll keep it all
And some days I wish for another
With porcelain skin
And molded firm as a sculpture of perfection as fitted by social approval
And then some days I care less of what it may look like
Whether overworked or fully aware
Or lacking extras
But most days
I’m adding cellulites as if they came with my delivery into this world
And I’m loving it