Pygmalion’s Ivory Girl
how are you to satisfy / the man who molded you / tell me / how are you to shape your mouth / in all the ways / that his mind had imagined / from the start / how are you to plot out / the dances he expects / how are you to move / throughout the house / without making him frown or flinch / as if he forgot / he asked for this / a particularly shaped girl / animated for him / to keep
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i lay / like my old self / in his bed / too small / i will myself / to breathe quietly / lest i scare him off / with my fleshy lungs / i eat / out of his sight / lest i make him uncomfortable / with my empty insides / gurgling / wanting / fruit that he takes freely / i speak / only when he looks at my lips / lest i make him jump / with my unsculpted voice
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maybe my legs should have stayed marble / maybe he would be happier / if it was only my torso that yielded / underneath his touch / and my lips were warm / but had no tongue to hide / aphrodite / i am unsurprised / was the one who transformed me / what does the goddess of love know / about existing carved / existing ivory / existing a minute / in front of the present / if she knew / she could not / have even looked / at my pedestal
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Deralyn Owen is a writer residing in Boise, Idaho. Her work has been previously published in Writers in the Attic. In her free time, Deralyn likes to figure skate ungracefully and make music with anything she can get her hands on.