“It’s too much.
It’s too tight.
“You look like a sleaze.
is what she meant.
My own mother thought I looked like a slut
in my grandmother’s pants
“You better eat,”
when I was twelve.
“Or else you’ll stay flat as a pancake.”
I’m a married woman
She still complains
that I dare embrace natural beauty
I don’t cover my face with a mask of makeup
I don’t shave the blonde hair that embellishes my body
A religious woman who cannot appreciate god’s creation
I am too scandalous and too modest
Too beautiful and too ugly
Too much and too little
For my own mother
And here I thought my body belonged to me
© 2023 Marieke de Koker