Play time
As the cake rises
The pan get overflowed and burst
Spitting up thousands of pieces of candy
“Aren’t I pretty?”
“I was molded into the form you wanted.
With the correct ingredients
The proper instructions
I’ve changed.
Aren’t I pretty?”
We live in a world where the superficial is the norm
Where altering our bodies grants us praise
Ever so stretching the distance from our past self
Almost to the point where that black figure in the mirror becomes unrecognizable
But aren’t I pretty?
I’ve become what you wanted
The perfect Barbie
So tell me
Aren’t I pretty?
*CJ Case is a TLVP summer intern at BPL.
This blog post reflects the opinions of the author and does not necessarily represent the views of Brooklyn Public Library.
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