It’s an interesting thing.
Interesting?
Not interesting.
I mean,
Sad.
To know that people look at you
And would rather be dead
Than look like you
Rather risk the damage
Internally
Than look like you
And also to find
It’s the people
You thought highly of
The people
You thought loved and respected you
But not enough
Because they look at you
And see their nightmares
In your shape
And everyone around them
Congratulates
The success of looking
Less and less
And less
Like you
Because when they are less
They are happy
But I am more
More free
More empowered
More distanced from the patriarchy
From those who would reduce us,
To nothing
But people so focused
With whitewashing our tombs
That we don’t see
What’s going on around us
To have us disappear,
So desperate to be less,
That we won’t fight back
How sad to be afraid
Of fat
Because there are so many
Worse things
I could be
I could stop seeing Jesus
In the faces of those I meet
Because I’m looking
At my own reflection
But I am more than fat
I am more than what you see
I am made in God’s image
I love and I am loved
For who I am
And because of who He is
And the more of me there is
The more there is
Of me
To love
©️Laura Moore 2025
