You are a piece of art


It makes me feel tired
when I am called pretty instead of
smart, extraordinary, creative
As if my look was the only thing defining my

When I meet a man
my first questions will be about his passions
his dreams
his goals

Why can they not ask the same?
Why are we diminished so much
so often
so loudly

I am more than my looks
and know that when you don’t see that
you are losing me
A piece of art

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Isabella Madrid Malo
a Few Words

I write about what being a human feels like. Raw, real, naked.