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Skinny Jeans

She looks at the mirror
Not liking what she sees
If only she were thinner
She’d have men on their knees

She holds her breath
Sucks her stomach in
Doesn’t hold too long for fear of death
She looks at her own skin

She stops, breathes deep
Takes the one size bigger
It fits her fine, it’s the one she’ll keep
Because she’s happier even when she’s not one size thinner

Maria Michaela

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Blue Jeans Gray

blue like the deepest sea

turned gray because of dirt or ash

used to its fullest potential

until its breaking point

broken and beaten

torn and sewed back together again

dust it off, wash it out

the color quickly fading

thrown out when no longer useful

others are kept as priced possessions

 

life can be like a blue jeans

it’s up to you what you’ll do

once it turns to gray