Pride MAG

August 13, 2010
By MadRabbit BRONZE, Uniontown, Ohio
MadRabbit BRONZE, Uniontown, Ohio
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It began with my hands
the pride.
I am proud of my mess –

inky fingers,
graphite-coated wrists,

paint-spattered palms,
ball-point-tattoo doodles on knuckle and tendon.

And of the eraser dust scattered
on my sleeves.
Yes,
I am proud also of my clothes –

too-big T-shirts,
baggy pants that drape over my toes,

shoes losing stitches,
mud dried in their treads.
I am proud of my work –

the dust on my arms,
mulch on my feet,

calluses on my skin,
and crackling scarlet sunburns.

Proud that I can
help in the garden
(even when I would rather not),
weed flower beds,
and shuck corn.
I am proud of my mess,
I am proud as a human.
I am proud of my mussy,

falling-out-of-its-ponytail hair,
and the distinct lack of

glossy lipstick,

shimmery shadow,

soft blush.
(I like my freckles, by the way.)
I am proud of my battered writer's bump
on the ring finger
of my right hand.

and of my uncared-for fingernails
and feet that are rough from

gravel

and climbing trees

to clamber onto the roof at sunset.
It goes further now

(it started with the hands,

my art hands).
I am proud of my family, who are weird
enough to suit me.
Also: our small house,
which usually fits all six without complaint!
and which our mother manages

with a strength I can't hope to have.
And these too:

My father, who can haul a laugh
from where I've caged it in my ribs
even on a rainy day.

My little brother, the kindest little boy I know.

My big sister, who can't hold grudges.

My twin sister, whom I depend on to exchange
knowing looks.
I am proud of every flaw –

every creaking place in the floor,

every dark and spooky corner.
And proud

of the papers scattered
books stacked

and pencils strewn

in my bedroom,
which I call organization.

Yes, I am proud.

Not me above others, but me
as myself.
It started with my hands, though.

The author's comments:
I wrote this for an English assignment, but honestly it was just that I'd wanted to say this for a while. It was a good way to put it out there without just standing up and telling a crowd of bemused classmates, "I'm fine with myself!" That would have been awkward...

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on May. 16 2012 at 9:27 am
centuriesofjune BRONZE, -, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.” -Aristotle

great poem! i love the sentiment and the format of the poem (the line breaks definitely work). congrats on the publication!

inkers GOLD said...
on Jul. 16 2011 at 3:58 pm
inkers GOLD, Midland, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"And the lamplight gloating o'er him threw his shadow on the floor... and my soul from out that shadow... shall be lifted, nevermore!" - Poe

There were parts in this that I positively adored. Very lovely work -- I love the idea of it. Congrats on getting published! <3


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