To My Cyberspace Friends
by Sondra Ball
You cannot see the color of my socks,
               the length of my hair,
               the shape of my body.
You do not even know if I bathe,
                          brush my teeth,
                          wash my clothes.
For all you know, I might be a bearded lady,
                             a ten foot tall giant,
                             the world's fattest lady.
You have only my words to judge me by.
There are days when I like it like that.
            copyright @ 1997 sondra ball
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