I stare at my naked body
in the mirror,
my feet,
the curves of my legs,
my brown eyes,
the ways my wet hazel hair
curls and travels downward
until my eyes rest on my chest.
My nipples look at me
with a mischievous smile.
They have seen things
I never have and I never will,
like so many points of view
of me wearing my shirt
and not seeing anything.
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