Pink
A poem about embracing my femininity
Pink:
The colour of femininity. One that we are taught to feel
we need to denounce as we grow up. Because to be
feminine is to be weak, to be lesser, to be outdated.
Because in our quest for liberation, we’ve been told
we need to emasculate ourselves. Somewhere along
the way, dismantling the patriarchy came to mean
conforming to it.
So I put on my lacy pink dress and pin my hair up
with delicate bows and ribbons. I paint my face in
soft, rosy tones. I walk around my house singing
the songs of my childhood princesses. I embrace
the femininity I was told to suppress, no longer
afraid to be called a “girly girl” as if that were an
insult. This is my defiance. This is my freedom.
About the Creator
Kelsey Clarey
She/Her/Fae/Faer. I live in Nova Scotia, Canada. I mostly write poetry and flash fiction currently, a lot of it fantasy/folklore/fairy tale inspired. I also like to do a lot of fiber arts and design TTRPGs.
https://linktr.ee/islanderscaper
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Comments (8)
Powerful and moving!
Great!! 😊💕❤️
I love this, Kelsey. Yes! Be who you are, what you want to be, not who others decree you should be. Excellent! That sounds like a mantra and I didn't mean it to be.
I loved this. Femininity is so strangely looked down upon, it really does have power. Well done.
Love the ending!
Cleverly done. Love the use of pink as the spring board and that ending. Fantastic!
I love the way you used the color as a portal in this piece. Thanks for writing this. :)
This is great. Love it.