Makeover

Open my eyes, doc 

   give me folding eyelids 

Reshape my nose, doc 

  here, look at this Barbie doll 

  I want her nose, please 

Open my face at the seam, doc 

   chistle my jaw into a triangular point 

You don’t need to be concerned with 

   my hair color or style, doc 

   I’ve already got someone on it 

I got straight A’s in middle school, doc 

   my parents are giving me this makeover 

   as a gift 

   so I can be pretty someday 

~Kat Wolper

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