Derma White

Let's workshop this poem about space aliens mistaking for intense self-disgust our preoccupation with altering our appearances

Derma White

If extraterrestrials 
were to conclude 
that we are disgusted 
by our own reflections

(given our blue contacts
and straighteners, 
our hair-skin bleaching
and surgeries), 

that would be due 
to their ignorance 
of how much more fun
blondes have here.

This poem is unpublished

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