Fine ChinaA Poem by TySelf-Conscious Fine ChinaWe're in mirror again Me, this being. This, this ink pressed into flatten leaves This centerfold, this, this perfection These bone structures These tailored images of thin and women Not inclusive of all shapes, shades, and pigments, Figures they were given Figment of my imagination Genie in a bottle granting wishes, maybe a revelation At this rate we'll need therapy and consultation Living Decisions A speech A figure, it's lack of depth Or substance The shallow end of the swimming pool She isn't the commercial, Western, Cookie cutter. Usual. This in turn is what they believe to be their fine China Plus brown minus the bougie Bohemians, the Urban Style Two dreams that appear on the verge of war Maybe turn a nose up toward The Gibson Girl Jazz after hours The jazz age of flappers Tectonic plate stress With suggestions to count your blessings, A confession, A stifling standard Acceptance, A true push to be inclusive and expanded Not to diminish realms of beauty in other women. © 2017 TyFeatured Review
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Added on May 4, 2017Last Updated on July 7, 2017 Tags: beautiful, yourself, believe, truth, free, feel, heart, poem, poetry, popculture, pop-culture, self-conscious, selfconscious, awake, america, protest, fight, love, everyone Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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