and according to the capitalists I needed my nose doing, smoothed out, downturned. I’ve already had my breast fat sucked out, already had my nipples sewn off and on again, already been marked with felt tip and told they’re too big, too droopy, you won’t be able to breastfeed but you’ll be perky said the man from California to me when I was a teenager, now how about your nose? How about the nice parts of your body, those nice hips, that tiny waist, take photos of them as they are, don’t worry sweetheart, we can fix the face, fix the hairline, fix the teeth, fix the fat, fix the sag, fix it all for you / I’ll write poetry and cup my perfect body in my hands for pleasure