Poems from Zoe Sumner
What do you see when you look at me
Is it my body?
My curves, my fine physique
Now look me in my eyes and tell me what do you see.
A girl...
She wanted princesses.
Pink, princesses
to be exact.
And I was
the opposite of that.
But, “lucky her!”
She said with glee!
“ Instead of 1...