Anorexia, the Media, and Body Image in the 21st Century.

I’m known (incorrectly) as an author of horror. (I say incorrectly because horror conjures up images of Dracula, Zombies and other such B-movie stereotypes.)

I often write about horrific themes, but I draw inspiration from my experiences and the world as a whole.

The poem below was written in response to a piece of art created by a talented friend of mine. It appears in my recent collection ‘Just Eventide’.

Horror doesn’t have to bare fangs.

 

Corpse Girl.

 

I’m the pretty little corpse girl,

Won’t you look at me?

Pleasing to the eye,

Cute as can be.

I’m the pretty little corpse girl,

With aspirations of fame.

Well versed in the rules,

Of the modeling game.

I’m the pretty little corpse girl,

Model picture of health.

Presented to your daughter,

As the ideal self.

I’m the pretty little corpse girl,

You all should be like me.

I’m thin, therefore beautiful,

Successful and free.

Of self-doubt and loathing,

Only I’m not.

I’m fragile, I’m barren,

I’m riddled with rot.

I’m dying inside,

Conflicted, confused.

I feel like a product,

Created, abused.

I’m the pretty little corpse girl,

A creature of desire.

Or so you tell me,

I call you a liar.

Only I would if I dared,

Or if myself I knew.

Your voices are many,

And we are the few.

 

Links to ‘Just Eventide’ HERE


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