BODY IMAGE Poem: be fruitful and conquer, by Maja Amara

the summer is an expectation
the summer is a common lie

in which i’m taking a part
of which i’m taking a part

to which i’m giving the biggest share
of my most careless and unintentioned days

unallocated days

and unallocated, unmeasured waterflow of the mind

the summer is an overflowing basket
that all of us have to carry

so why not you too?

why do you want to be spared?

it’s too much
please, let me have a bite of this and a sip of that

and one more

and one more

until i burst from my thirst and greed
until the flies decompose my lustful thoughts

then I’ll send myself into exile, away from this brilliant world

to hide my ugliness