(poems go here) Dang Girl... You thick.
Dang girl, You thick.
Because real women have curves.
I am mountains and valleys.
Sunrise and sunset body that is TOO big to fit in a 8” by 11” tabloid.
I am real.
Lieutenant of the itty bitty titty
But ambassador of booty judy.
I am made from hips and thighs of my ladyforbearers
That have pieced me together.
Proud of the curvature and indentation of my body that tells a generational story.
I am, can not wear those size “0” skinny jeans because my legs can’t be contained.
A figure to dynamic, to conform into perpetuated stereotypes of society’s imagination.
I am woman.
Dang girl... You thick.