Poem by Silvi Joseph // Photograph by Nassereddine Anjar
Poem by Silvi Joseph // Photograph by Nassereddine Anjar
Hey there, it’s me!
There’s this girl I know
who’s just exactly like me.
She has the same eyes
and she’s a BROWN GIRL too.
But she’s not me.
She talks like me
walks like me,
cries like me.
But she’s not me…
So. I like to wear my neckline high and jeans long,
because society doesn’t approve of shorts!
But the girl I know who’s the same size as mine,
she wears patterned shorts and crop tops.
And frowns at my style,
dressing for disguise.
But I wonder how?
Well I have my hair grown now
because men like it straight and long!
But this girl who looks just like me,
has a pixie haircut. Wow.
And it looks so cool.
‘but who would marry a tom boy’
I wonder how?
Well I want a high earning husband,
because I am a woman and there’s no need to have a career!
At the end being a MOTHER is a job too.
But there’s this girl I know,
who smiles exactly like me
plans to become an entrepreneur,
‘do female entrepreneur’s succeed?’
I wonder how?
And you know what?
After I get married I’ll take my dear husband’s name,
that would give him pride!
But there’s this girl I know
who is the same height as I am,
who has happily taken both of her parents names.
And I wonder how?
Sometimes, I so want to be this girl I know,
because her spirit soars free
But no.
Society doesn’t approve. So…
