My stretch marksAre fairy scratches Visible and invisible
Like a fine feather Tickling my inner thighs My lower back and my hips
They are tattoos Passive self-mutilation Stuffing my body with more
They are me My past my present Pointing towards my future
They are not me I am a different woman Than the girl I used to be
Pinstripe reminders Warnings of weakness Branding my skin
Battle wounds Between me and myself Heal but never disappear.