This girlchild was born as usual
and presented dolls that did pee-pee
and miniature GE stoves and irons
and wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.
Then in the magic of puberty, a classmate said:
You have a great big nose and fat legs.
Read Ashli Bynum’s letter to Marge Piercy about this poem here. It won an award in the Library of Congress “Letters about Literature” contest in 2011.