Lucky the Woman
Now I come to think of it, most of my life
Has been like that. Waiting for the other shoe
To drop. The casual (or not so casual) word
Aimed (consciously or not) at re-opening wounds
That have never completely healed. Loser, nerd,
Fat ass, beanpole, dwarf, horse face, buck teeth,
Blind, deaf, dumb, queer, and all the racial
Slurs, such a storehouse of enmity just beneath
The surface, to be showered upon the weak.
Lucky the man and lucky the woman
Who does not hate the way she speaks
Or the way she looks. No matter how beautiful
She is, it is her weak spot, where she feels
Most vulnerable, that she scrutinizes
With the laser beam of her self-doubt.