Thursday, March 23, 2017

Free Write

Eyes, a muted green covered by shadows of dusty golden brown that inset deep into the head. The edges delicately almond shaped are engulfed in eyelashes which line the border. From the eyes the nose extends and ends quickly as it curves out. Freckles dot the surface and come and go as the seasons change. Hair, bend into long, frizzy waves with small curls shaping the face. Brown thick locks immerse the top of the head with small sections of golden highlights that reflect the sun. Neck short like the rest extends towards a delicate collarbone ending up at broad wide shoulders. On the right shoulder 3 moles dot there way to the neck with one in the center. Skin, pale like ivory and with weird tan lines marking the outlines of athletic clothing. A warm undertone one from decents of the fathers side. Arms, short and little like the wingspan of a hummingbird make it hard to reach tall areas but easy to reach small. From the shoulder areas of freckles run down until the finger tips. At the nails chipped lilac and pink nail polish wear away, creating cracks like shattered glass. Stomach, a fit build of a soccer player with a dot above the hole that caves in. Back delicate, with an outline of the spin curves to create a silhouette.  With a single brown sphere in the lower area of my back that has been cleanly put into the indent of the spin is placed next to another faded freckle. The legs, muscular, short and strong. Made for a runner and a player, they can handle the extreme. Scared, bruised, beat, and cut they with hold and don't stop. On the right knee a scar is left one that looks like a spider long thick legs. Above is another scar, one that is similar but not as severe lays directly above and feels like a tough, rigid plain. Hips, small and problematic create problems with athletic performance while bringing pain to the structure. The ankles, gentle and strong holding up the rest of the legs and hips. Feet, veiny and wide with petite toes that line the top edge. Lips are red flushed with the essence of a rose. A plump lip is covered with imperfections and scars along the outside perimeters but are still as beautiful as if it were perfect.  Cheeks, rosy and red, never seem to calm down. This is my body. I am beautiful.

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