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Beauty
By Tony Hoagland
When the medication she was taking
caused tiny vessels in her face to break,
leaving faint but permanent blue stitches in her cheeks,
my sister said she knew she would
never be beautiful again.
After all those years
of watching her reflection in the mirror,
sucking in her stomach and standing straight,
she said it was a relief,
being done with beauty,
but I could see her pause inside that moment
as the knowledge spread across her face
with a fine distress, sucking
the peach out of her lips,
making her cute nose seem, for the first time,
a little knobby.
I’m probably the only one in the whole world
who actually remembers the year in high school
she perfected the art
of being a dumb blond,
spending recess on the breezeway by the physics lab,
tossing her hair and laughing that canary trill
which was her specialty,
while some football player named Johnny
with a pained expression in his eyes
wrapped his thick finger over and over again
in the bedspring of one of those pale curls.
Or how she spent the next decade of her life
auditioning a series of tall men,
looking for just one with the kind
of attention span she could count on.
Then one day her time of prettiness
was over, done, finito,
and all those other beautiful women
in the magazines and on the streets
just kept on being beautiful
everywhere you looked,
walking in that kind of elegant, disinterested trance
in which you sense they always seem to have one hand
touching the secret place
that keeps their beauty safe,
inhaling and exhaling the perfume of it—
It was spring. Season when the young
buttercups and daisies climb up on the
mulched bodies of their forebears
to wave their flags in the parade.
My sister just stood still for thirty seconds,
amazed by what was happening,
then shrugged and tossed her shaggy head
as if she was throwing something out,
something she had carried a long ways,
but had no use for anymore,
now that it had no use for her.
That, too, was beautiful.
By Tony Hoagland
When the medication she was taking
caused tiny vessels in her face to break,
leaving faint but permanent blue stitches in her cheeks,
my sister said she knew she would
never be beautiful again.
After all those years
of watching her reflection in the mirror,
sucking in her stomach and standing straight,
she said it was a relief,
being done with beauty,
but I could see her pause inside that moment
as the knowledge spread across her face
with a fine distress, sucking
the peach out of her lips,
making her cute nose seem, for the first time,
a little knobby.
I’m probably the only one in the whole world
who actually remembers the year in high school
she perfected the art
of being a dumb blond,
spending recess on the breezeway by the physics lab,
tossing her hair and laughing that canary trill
which was her specialty,
while some football player named Johnny
with a pained expression in his eyes
wrapped his thick finger over and over again
in the bedspring of one of those pale curls.
Or how she spent the next decade of her life
auditioning a series of tall men,
looking for just one with the kind
of attention span she could count on.
Then one day her time of prettiness
was over, done, finito,
and all those other beautiful women
in the magazines and on the streets
just kept on being beautiful
everywhere you looked,
walking in that kind of elegant, disinterested trance
in which you sense they always seem to have one hand
touching the secret place
that keeps their beauty safe,
inhaling and exhaling the perfume of it—
It was spring. Season when the young
buttercups and daisies climb up on the
mulched bodies of their forebears
to wave their flags in the parade.
My sister just stood still for thirty seconds,
amazed by what was happening,
then shrugged and tossed her shaggy head
as if she was throwing something out,
something she had carried a long ways,
but had no use for anymore,
now that it had no use for her.
That, too, was beautiful.
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you are beautiful because: of your IMAGINATION!
You're clever, inspiring, and adaptable. Your imagination sparks life into those living life in black and white. Your energetic and world changing imagination is what dreams are built on. If you live in America, it's people like you that founded this country. Imagination is usually used as a candy coated word for dreamer, but all over the world it's dreamers that get things done!
bad traits:
People who are extremely imaginative, usually are lethargic, lax, and don't prioritize. Procrastination is one of your big ones.
random:
your name probably begins with the letter K-O
your sign should be: Gemini
your theme song would be: Imaginary
your gem stone would be: tiger eye
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You're clever, inspiring, and adaptable. Your imagination sparks life into those living life in black and white. Your energetic and world changing imagination is what dreams are built on. If you live in America, it's people like you that founded this country. Imagination is usually used as a candy coated word for dreamer, but all over the world it's dreamers that get things done!
bad traits:
People who are extremely imaginative, usually are lethargic, lax, and don't prioritize. Procrastination is one of your big ones.
random:
your name probably begins with the letter K-O
your sign should be: Gemini
your theme song would be: Imaginary
your gem stone would be: tiger eye
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Beauty of Mind
You have an intellect far greater than you think. You are capable of understanding the problems that most would not figure out. It's a rare gift, to see what others cannot, and it is one to be cherished.
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You have an intellect far greater than you think. You are capable of understanding the problems that most would not figure out. It's a rare gift, to see what others cannot, and it is one to be cherished.
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Your inner beauty is your INTELLIGENCE.
You are cool, calm and collected and people admire that about you. They come to you with their problems and you help them with no trouble.
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Your Inner Beauty is: Movement
Holding the inner beauty of movement means you like to move and see the world around you. You never know what you can learn from walking around or taking a hike can you?
Most people of movement are adventurous, fast, and active. Usually the first ones to jump into the creek on that 100 degree day. Common movement traits are fun, caring for friends and enjoys nature and likes speed.
SOME MOVEMENT TRAITS
--active
--fun
--loud
--caring
--adventurous
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Holding the inner beauty of movement means you like to move and see the world around you. You never know what you can learn from walking around or taking a hike can you?
Most people of movement are adventurous, fast, and active. Usually the first ones to jump into the creek on that 100 degree day. Common movement traits are fun, caring for friends and enjoys nature and likes speed.
SOME MOVEMENT TRAITS
--active
--fun
--loud
--caring
--adventurous
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You are a DARK BEAUTY.
Though some are easily intimidated by your type of beauty, they soon find that you're a very interesting person with a lot of passion. Others that aren't so easily intimidated by you find your beauty intriguing, if not mysterious. Your taste for dark things is not always out of love for morbid things, but an appreciation for things misunderstood. You're beautiful the way you are!
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