"selena" poems - Hello Poetry

My daughter will not crawl from crib to tanning bed. She will learn the terms “unnattainable beauty standards” before she learns the alphabet. She will never compare herself to anyone. She will never compare herself to Britney, Christina, Selena. She will never compare herself to Cinderella, Ariel, Belle, Hell. No. She will never aspire to be the sultry *** kitten taking seductive showers in shampoo commercials. No. My daughter will be named Venus. The goddess of love, beauty, fertility, The most beautiful woman I ever saw. She is plump, fullfigured barebreasted wide hipped with curly hair covered mons Goddess. My daughter will grow up to be ****** poisonously beautiful With long locks of goldenrodred hair, like her mother. Greyblueblack eyes and shoulder freckles, like her father. And if I can never become pregnant, my sisters daughters will be my daughters skin the color of cinnamon or chocolate, or vanilla ice cream and just as sweet. Men, women, boys, girls will pine over her, fall in love with her radiating skin that will never look photoshopped, but always real. As if the sun came down from the sky to give her the glow of all the light in the universe. She will love her body the way that my mother taught me to love mine. I will show her pictures of Whoopi Goldberg and America Ferrera and Margaret Cho and Marilyn Monroe And she will know that beauty is not a synonym for skinny. Beauty is not a synonym for **** Beauty is not defined by size or color or texture, no. It is defined by how she distributes her love and light to everyone she meets. no exceptions. and she will never doubt that she is lovely.

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Sep 2, 2011

Sep 2, 2011 at 11:47 AM UTC

michelle-reicks

Venus

My daughter will not crawl from crib to tanning bed. She will learn the terms “unnattainable beauty standards” before she learns the alphabet. She will never compare herself to anyone. She will never compare herself to Britney, Christina, Selena. She will never compare herself to Cinderella, Ariel, Belle, Hell. No. She will never aspire to be the sultry *** kitten taking seductive showers in shampoo commercials. No. My daughter will be named Venus. The goddess of love, beauty, fertility, The most beautiful woman I ever saw. She is plump, fullfigured barebreasted wide hipped with curly hair covered mons Goddess. My daughter will grow up to be ****** poisonously beautiful With long locks of goldenrodred hair, like her mother. Greyblueblack eyes and shoulder freckles, like her father. And if I can never become pregnant, my sisters daughters will be my daughters skin the color of cinnamon or chocolate, or vanilla ice cream and just as sweet. Men, women, boys, girls will pine over her, fall in love with her radiating skin that will never look photoshopped, but always real. As if the sun came down from the sky to give her the glow of all the light in the universe. She will love her body the way that my mother taught me to love mine. I will show her pictures of Whoopi Goldberg and America Ferrera and Margaret Cho and Marilyn Monroe And she will know that beauty is not a synonym for skinny. Beauty is not a synonym for **** Beauty is not defined by size or color or texture, no. It is defined by how she distributes her love and light to everyone she meets. no exceptions. and she will never doubt that she is lovely.