Who would
you be
if you refused
to hide your
gray?
What would
people
say if your lips
remained unplumped,
lip-colored?
If you were not
anointed
with jasmine
or tangerine
or a few drops
from an aquamarine bottle of
custom-designed chemicals?
If your teeth
were not white
as brand new
athletic socks,
your brow smooth
as a newly-paved road
would you still be
loved?
After all,
(be)loved, who
are you
to judge?
(c) 2013, by Hannah Six
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