Invitation
1
If my fat
was too much for me
I would have told you
I would have lost a stone
or two
I would have gone jogging
even when it was fogging
I would have weighed in
sitting the bathroom scale
with my tail tucked in
I would have dieted
more care than a diabetic
But as it is
I’m feeling fine
feel no need
to change my lines
when I move I’m target light
Come up and see me sometime
2
Come up and see me sometime
Come up and see me sometime
My breasts are huge exciting
amnions of watermelon
your hands can’t cup
my thighs are twin seals
fat slick pups
there’s a purple cherry
below the blues
of my black seabelly
there’s a mole that gets a ride
each time I shift the heritage
of my behind
Come up and see me sometime
Beauty
Beauty
is a fat black woman
walking the fields
pressing a breezed
hibiscus
to her cheek
while the sun lights up
her feet
Beauty
is a fat black woman
riding the waves
drifting in happy oblivion
while the sea turns back
to hug her shape
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Other posts on Grace Nichols:
http://signifyinguyana.typepad.com/signifyin_guyana/2010/05/giving-her-tongue.html
