On Pretty:


I feel most pretty when my face is distorted and pulled in the direction of the melody

i feel most strong when my veins bulge and struggle to contain my expression

I feel rawest when my sweat beads up and dares to drip or collect, making all of my effort noticeable

i feel vulnerable as I know that any eye staring, or enjoying, or deciding if they like me, could focus on any of these things,

questioning, 'is she woman? can she be raw and loved?'

I feel most honest and most important knowing that my presence begs them to

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