Dolls

soulless eyes

camera tilt

pucker up

pout pout

waist back

hips forward

force what you have

together

and count

the likes

 

each hair

ripped

from our vulva

until we look

like the girl

you lust after

on the street

who hides

behind her mother’s legs

 

For his eighteenth birthday

your son begs

for a car

and your daughter

begs

for breast implants 

 

labia minora

scalpel sliced

pin tucked porn perfection

cradled in silk underwear

a girl

wails in pain

in Ethiopia

no anaesthesia

they pin her down

 

the addiction

starts with 1ml

injected promises

filled with essence

of Kylie

 

we diet and

we detox and

we lipo and

we starve

 

until

 

we look

as hollow as we feel

 

photo by skitterphoto

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