(The title translates as "I am a Chubby Woman" which is, alas, precisely what I am.  The following poem is a rant against the image of women being promoted through the media.  You do not have to be skinny [scrawny] to be beautiful, ladies!  Our bodies were actually meant to gain flesh!  I call for a return to appreciation for the good things in life and a totalitarian ban on anorexic models.)

yes,
i will not
deny
the fact
that i
am probably
heavier
than most of
you.

my figure is
fuller,
my face
rounder -
but
really:
i would
rather be
me
than
you.

i evoke
peaches and plums
at the
peak
of ripeness,
the
lushness
of
mangoes
honeyed and
golden
in their
ripeness.

i am
more
in tune
with
the
earth and sky,
cold sea and raging inferno.

mock me
if you
think
you need to -
but i know
the
truth:
my
beauty -
and that of
those
like me -
will
outlast
yours.