Mar 5
4 min read
A Second Ode to Sorbie (as I descend deeper into madness) —
The burden of being pretty, and Instagram-ready,
is a thing I’ll never know, though really
it doesn’t sound so bad, when you consider
the thoughts I have (that we all have) about
my face, my body. And so to not know the drudgery
of having strangers sigh over you, well, again,
a thing I’ll never know, but frankly I’m jealous.
