Stereotype Location Who is she? What is she? Shall I even say "she"? Rid of the needle and ink she did. Sitting on a chilled shelf Collecting dust. They must have heard her piercing scream And saw the scar that was left, When she sliced off the barcode That once sizzled on her skin Amidst the branding By them. Poetry Slam: Speak Your Mind Scholarship Slam -- CLOSEDGuide that inspired this poem: How to Enter a Poetry Contest Comments Login or register to post a comment.