“ At seven years old, she wanted to be tall.
To her delight, genetics triumphed.

At nine years old, she wanted to be tanned
To her chagrin, genetics triumphed.

At fifteen, she wanted to be curvy.
To her eventual indifference, genetics triumphed.

At eighteen years old, she wanted to be tiny
with wrists so small you could encircle them both
with a single handcuff
and place the other around her neck
and collarbones so sharp they could break glass.

It will take her a long time to learn that such is not the nature of things
And to her dismay, genetics will triumph. ”