Body Double

*************

In my past...

I've been told

that I resemble

Hollywood stars

and super models...

In fact, I might've been-

"Why" would I

not pursue it?

Because I was shy

and only a little

over five feet five.

In those days,

I lost more...

than just my

baby fat.

Those beauty pagent promoters

pestered my parents persistantly...

until I told them I wasn't interested

and refused to imprison my breasts in a bra,

Fabricate a smile,

Worn with Satin
and manicured claws

Weighed as an object-

Destined to fail

when finality falls

The pedestal's scale

leads to downfall

my brain will never know

Upon my peace out from college

I moved to the coast

and soon was approached

by this pimpy pornographer

who tried to tell me

he could sell me

and we'd both make

a whole lot of money...

But, just like the others,

I assured the photographer

And answered with clout:

No, this gal doesn't sell out.

The world will see me and my heart

As I am-- for me

I am not a superficial clone

Or a stereotypical stone

jilted by what others think.

My every breath inhaled unique

keeps fueling my old brain

with a sparkling renewed soul



Clara Mae Gregory
05/12/2011
I took my original and developed it more with some edits.
Author's Note: An autobiographical based poem and very true... my first nickname for 3 years was "Twiggy". When I turned 13, I looked 21. My other nickname was bright eyes. I've been told I have a
Mona Lisa Smile.

Posted on 05/12/2011
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory



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