i have a thousand different faces that have been reflected in this prism of light and dark not one of them has stuck around my stomach sticks out and lies flat my face fattens and thins out my legs lengthen and shorten my hair grows and disappears i am a thousand different people but i have not seen myself i am a shadow, wondering which of my disguises will be reflected the next time i look into the wretched panel of glass
This was a really short piece, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. Body image is something everyone struggles with at one point, and I’ve found a lot of comfort in reading pieces about it. Let me know if you have any feedback on this piece, or any writing challenges for me to try out in the future!
Brooke