Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Small Breasts By Jasen Sousa

Small Breasts


Every morning she checks
the mirror and rubs her eyes.
She turns to the side,
eyes open wide,
checking to see if there is growth
in her bust.
Tears gush down her cheeks
as she stares at a blurred beautiful
reflection in disgust.

In a society
where everything is marketed to teens,
fed images of how she is supposed to look
by movies, TV and magazines.
Having nightmares nobody will like her
instead of having inspiring dreams.

Trying to make them stick out more,
she wiggles and leans,
always wearing an oversized sweatshirt and jeans.

Not thinking about her future,
but of her small fragile frame.
She believes people are more interested with her breasts
then with the meaning of her name.
Wrapped up in a blanket on a Friday night
looking out the window watching it rain,
waiting to hit puberty,
but her time has not yet came.




Taken From
Selected Poems of Jasen Sousa
17-24
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Comprised of works from:
Life, Weather (First Collection of Poems Written At Age 17) (Not In College)
A Thought and A Tear for Every Day of The Year: A Poetic Diary (Written Between ages 18-19) (Stint at Suffolk University)
Close Your Eyes and Dream With Me (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
Almost Forever (Written During Early Twenties) (Bay State College)
A Mosaic of My Mind (Written at Age 24) (Beginning Emerson College)

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