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My Body – My Canvas

  • Writer: Anika Parashar
    Anika Parashar
  • Oct 15, 2019
  • 2 min read

Updated: Jan 27, 2020

My body reads the landscape of my life story

It is not free for your criticism or your dreams

For it is the home only of my own

It is scarred with the loss and pain that I have survived

In the DNA of the memories of my cells

It is layered with abuse and abandonment, grief and defeat

Of judgments made wrong and failures that have knocked me down

There are days when it swells up in certain areas

The fat cells holding more in, protecting and sheltering me

I am comfy with that

I’m a woman with multiple stories, told over 36 years

Yes I don’t have the build of a teenage old boy, flat and lanky

There are days when I’m sculpted like a figurine

The days when the muscle memories are focused on all that is good

For many men, they see are a range of numbers that arouse their fantasies

They miss out on the depth and the layering behind

The soft mounds and the slick valleys

They are consumed by the sensual curves, their imagination taking them behind the fabric that covers my parts

I smile knowingly

For my most mysterious and erotic places are beneath the layers of my skin

There you will find my story

My heart, my brain, my soul

My most secret spaces

From my body I birthed my babies

Created, nurtured and powered life

I wear my stretch marks like badges of honour celebrating the lives I created

From within me like a Goddess

My birthmarks speak of my roots and how I carry my values and traditions forward

The blemishes sing the songs of my childhood and how I grew into me

My tattoos show that I have lived and what holds meaning for me

My body is not open for your comment, your opinion, your touch

I will not apologize to anyone for what they don’t like

I will not make it available for anyone who’s caress I don’t want

And when I do, it will be to someone who considers it the gift that it is

I am easy with my body

I love every inch of it

My body reads the landscape of my life story


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