Angela

Hair, Scars, and Stretchmarks

Hair, scars, and stretchmarks are sort of the same thing:
the start of a conversation you’d rather not have.

If I let them, they carve holes in my ego.
But I won’t wait until nightfall to soak in the ocean

or turn out the lights before he can find the shape of my waist.
Instead I make the most of hair, scars, and stretchmarks;

nearly naked in the sun, I hope they find the eyes
of those who wish I’d cover up and be quiet.

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  • Emolee

    This is beautiful. I love this!

  • http://loveyourrebellion.com Angela

    Thank you!

  • Angela

    Thank you!

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