Windex On My Mirror

Remember when you told me
I wasn’t tall enough
for you?
I wore heels the next day
but, I like my height.
It’s easier to feel protected this way
Though, I never felt protected
by you.

Remember when you told me
I wasn’t thin enough
for you?
I tried to lose weight
but, I like my curves.
There’s more of me to admire
Though, I never felt admired
by you.

I’ll take back now
my parasitic affections
and remove the leeches
of my emotions
off of you,
one by one,
until you are bare
of me.

You’re free to go now.
And when you leave I won’t follow.
If you stay I won’t want you.
This is because I care
about you
but now I care
about me too.


About Margaret Wang

In this crazy World, if we have something to say we should say it; whether in word, song, dance or paint. As writers, we write what we must, what we see, what we feel and what others experience but cannot articulate or understand. This is the duty and power of the writer; to release into the world our visions and our passions as if bleeding dry. Here at Stuck Pig I give you my word and hope that my voice reaches like minds so they know they are not alone, and unlike minds so they may share my glasses for a day. This is life lived as me, digested by me and translated for anyone caring to step out of their shoes for a few paragraph’s length. I am vulnerable and opinionated. You may judge me justly or unjustly, as I judge the rest of the world. I invite you to view Life through my window. View all posts by Margaret Wang

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