pretty little baby
breaks the surface of a big blue pool
water cascading down her white swimming suit
in tiny torrents of sunlight dew
she's putting on a show for them
their scaly snouts sit above the surface of the pool
their heavily lidded eyes watch her hungrily
she hates her curves
she hates her hips
like fruit ripening with risk
like fish pulling her toward choppy tides
she is told she should behave a certain way now
like a woman
she donates her boyshorts to goodwill
along with her bicycle helmet, her plastic dinosaurs and her converse shoes
she bleaches her hair
she glosses her lips
she slathers herself in bain de solie
lying in the sun like a sugar-coated ham
the crocodiles are watching her and they are starving
she flicks through her camera
deleting photos of herself she doesn't like
telling herself "you are not enough"
and she feeds herself to the crocodiles
but why?
human beings are not a species who sit idly in the water
it is not within our nature to submit ourselves as prey
she was taught this
you mustn't blame her
it wasn't her fault
she was told to behave a certain way
like a woman
who lies flat
while bacteria laden teeth feast upon her flesh
infecting her with hate
confirming her belief that she is not enough
but one day
pretty little baby breaks the surface of a big blue pool
shaking off the crocodiles
and planting herself on land
where she will grow like a winter flower
blooming
despite defeating elements
and she will learn to love her curves
for they nourish her child
and she will learn to love her hips
for they cradled her womb
while her child grew within it
and she will learn that those crocodiles are never satiated
while she is ever full
and she will tell her daughter
"pretty little baby
I have raised you like a woman
far from the water
far from the starving
and when you see the crocodiles
you will come to your mother
and we will laugh at them'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem