Day 2 of NaPoWriMo and the prompt of today is write a poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe! It can be a recipe for something real, like your grandmother’s lemon chiffon cake, or for something imaginary, like a love potion or a spell.
Take some golden smiles, glittery
Eyes also seem fine, add a sloppy
Nose and punch two holes,
Some Mac blush and press in those cheeks,
A hint of red colouring, them lips,
Kat Von D keeps them waterproof, Lips
That don’t kiss and them, Hear me again,
Those lips don’t tell the torture,
The torture the body went through.
Add a pinch of neckline maybe,
Always flattering they seem,
Oh, don’t forget what the cake,
Is made of- Love, a hint of greed, arrogance hidden in core,
Maybe some gratitude too, always good
To have some respect, Add about
A pound of pride and a Gucci handbag there within,
Who knows maybe can hold a pepper spray.
The bottom layer, Prada shoes will add some flavour today,
Add the vagina, muscular and a hit amongst
Men and Society. Remind me. What am I forgetting?
Oh right, look up the glory of all beauty,
Those two can make anyone smile.
But they never tell the secrets,
Secrets of injustice, hidden behind,
Do not reveal in public places.
Well, now for the final layer, add
A curved belly, Like her sisters, she
Won’t lie. She will show the signs
Of harassment and assaults,
She won’t lie. Mix the batter well.
Bake for an average 14-16 years, Well, that’s
What statistics say. But, know what,
Hide the cracks and those scars,
That what icing is for.
Ask what’s baking? A woman.
A woman in the making.
-Roshni Rajshekhar Nair