"Homage to my Hips"

Homage to My Hips

these hips are big hips.
they need space to
move around in.
they don't fit into little
petty places. these hips
are free hips.
they don't like to be held back.
these hips have never been enslaved,
they go where they want to go
they do what they want to do.
these hips are mighty hips.
these hips are magic hips.
i have known them
to put a spell on a man and
spin him like a top

Lucille Clifton

I love this poem. This poem embodies exactly how I feel today. I feel like my body is strong, my body is amazing and my body can do things I never imagined it would every be able to do.

I am not a size two. Even when I meet my goal weight I will never be a size two. My body is not built like that. But, like Lucille Clifton, I want to embrace my body. I do not need to apologize for the way my body looks. I do not need to make excuses for why my body is different than the ones of the girls in the magazine, for my body is mine, my body it me and my body is lov-el-ly.

Today I feel strong. I feel the muscles moving when I walk, when I sit and when I squeeze my shoulders together, life them to the sky and stretch my legs. My muscles are talking to me now, and some of them are definitely saying that they're sore. But they are mine.