Shopping for stationery is inspiring
Shopping for clothes is depressing
I really want that dress
But the dressing room mirror always tells me no
It’s the gut, it says
It’s your arms, it says
It’s not those boobs, it always reassures
Because it is never the boobs
That dampen my clothing search
It is always the big arms
Or the lopsided shoulders
Or the abdominal area
That I believe can never flatten
And even with all of this
I still maintain my plan
To wear the pretty dress
In the dead of summer
And look fabulous