for dVerse & Twiglet #193

A Fleck of Skin

It was back when I couldn’t
see myself for myself.

That body is long gone,
its narrow shading fled,

its memory swept away
like dead flies on a windowsill,

And then I’m reminded. I see
myself in luke-warm sepia photos.

I see myself as a fleck of skin.

Me sitting, skeletal, at a table with
those ghost-thin arms of mine.

I can’t remember – did I cast a shadow.

Back then when body image was
an unknown issue. Back when

my clothing was single digit size.

Back when I couldn’t
see myself for myself.

image WikiArt by Pieter Bruegel the Elder “The Thin Kitchen” –
poem © Misky 2020. for dVerse “Selfie” prompt and Twiglet #193


7 responses to “for dVerse & Twiglet #193”

  1. i read this on my phone earlier today, but didn’t want to comment on that tiny keyboard! Sorry it’s taken so long. You’ve taken such a difficult subject, and dealt with it so sparingly and cleanly. I love the repetition and the detail of the dead flies, and especially

    I can’t remember – did I cast a shadow.

    This is just excellent.

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  2. I was often in the shadows… not looked at or thought of much.
    I don’t think clothing size matters when we find confidence.
    To heck with what others think. Move forward with grace and poise.
    We deserve respect for who we are.

    Like

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