Chins for the Win

How many chins do you have?
How much time do you spend
Thinking
About chins?
Or folds?
Angles?
Bulges?
Or how your ankles look in flats?
And whether they're cankles?
Do you avoid photos?
Do you gaze wistfully at old shots?
Do you wish you hadn't been so critical?
Taken it for granted?
How much more were you worth
When your waist was two inches smaller?
Or ten? Or twenty-five?
Were you more valuable then?
Will you be more valuable for attaining a
Smaller frame
In the future?
Is this the measure of a person:
Inversely proportional to their mass?
It seems silly, put like that,
Doesn't it?
It's not silly.
It's harmful.
Shameful.
Depressing.
Dangerous.
If you disassociate
Your chins
Your moon face
Your belly
Your thighs.
If you see chunks of yourself
As not yourself
But defects attached to your body
You will never
Stop objectifying bodies.
Not just your own.
And everyone loses.
So do the hard work
Not the work-outs, necessarily;
The dismantling.
Of fat-phobia.
Of an ideal rooted in white supremacy
And patriarchy.
Of a self-loathing
That keeps you focused
On yourself.
Free yourself
So you can seek justice for all bodies.
We're all worth more than this.