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Ode to Leg Hair
I haven’t shaved my legs
in over a year,
and it’s been the best year
of my life.
no more rusty razors
no more rinsing the hair out of the tub
no prickly legs
or ingrown hairs
no more wasting water, soap,
razors, or time.
no slave to the shave
or to other people’s
expectations.
I ride my bike home
wearing shorts
and feel the air
breeze past my hairs—
and it makes me happy.
I don’t need Venus
to feel like a goddess.