Somebody Had to Tell Me

Somebody had to tell me

I was fat

Somebody had to tell me

I was short

Somebody had to tell me

I was too white to be Mexican

Somebody had to tell me

I was too chingona to be white

Somebody had to tell me

My crooked tooth needed fixing

Somebody had to tell me

My feet were ugly

& my skin was dry

& I take photos cross-eyed

Somebody had to tell me

That don’t look good on you

Somebody had to tell me

That’s too young a look for you

Somebody had to tell me

To feel bad

To be me

To spell it out

They don’t make beautiful in my size

Somebody had to tell me

My arms go red and freckle like salami

Somebody had to tell me that

My breasts were too big

Too indecent

Cover me up

To be respectable

Somebody had to tell me

What they thought my lips were made for

Somebody had to tell me

You know nowadays they shave down there

Somebody had to question

The very marks and scars on my skin

& all of this

& all of this

& all of this

and now

they shake their head

they say why can’t you take a compliment?

Because sometimes somebody needs to tell me

That I’m beautiful

That I am worthy of

Your time

And mine

& it’s not me not loving myself

& it’s not me being needy

but if you want me to take in that

‘you’re beautiful’ and let it sink right in?

Then somebody needs to fight a whole lot of somebodies

In here

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About margaretelysiagarcia

Margaret Elysia Garcia primarily writes fiction, essays and poetry from a remote corner of the Sierra Nevada. She's currently working on a non-fiction book about plus-sized modeling. She's also searching for a publisher for her new collection of stories? Mary of the Chance Encounters. Her short story collection Sad Girls & Other Stories out now on Solstice Literary Press. She blogs here and at Throwing Chanclas and Girl Body Pride. Is a contributor to Hip Mama Magazine. She writes the zine The Adventures of Sad Girl with her daughter, Paloma. She’s a three-time director of the national Listen to Your Mother Show in Plumas County (www.listentoyourmothershow.com). She has an alternative women’s music show Milkshake & Honey on Plumas Community Radio (www.kqny919.org).
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11 Responses to Somebody Had to Tell Me

  1. Mona Hill says:

    This is so awesome. Well said

  2. CL Quigley says:

    Reblogged this on Gunslinger Poet and commented:
    Poet and essayist Margaret Elysia Garcia hails from southern California to the northern Sierra Nevada. I wouldn’t challenge this woman to a duel. Her written words are raw, and she aims straight for the heart.

  3. JacquiBe says:

    Stunning genius right there! Adore this piece.

  4. fac-n-fic says:

    lovely!

  5. tamekamullins says:

    I saw this on the Gunslinger Poet site. Brilliant and raw. Loved every word!

  6. ryenmelton says:

    Intense, I love this.

  7. ayeleayele says:

    Reblogged this on Just-my-thoughts and commented:
    this is beautiful ..

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  9. I think you picked at my brain and then wrote this. Great piece of writing.

  10. ZeroToStars says:

    Very good. Sometimes the only somebody who can fight for us is ourselves

  11. ZeroToStars says:

    Reblogged this on youcanstoptryingnow.

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