I mentioned previously that a bathroom figures largely in one of the poems I wrote for Fat Poets Speak (2): Living and Loving Fatly. However, I think we need an ode to a bathroom, or a happy poem about a great bathroom. Or an angry poem about terrible bathrooms for fat people. How's that for a poetic thought?
Or, considering that it is Halloween tonight, how about a poem about becoming something else or someone else? The best: to dress up as famous fat people. Mae West. Lily Langtry. Aretha Franklin. Mama Cass. Amy Lowell. Jackie Gleason. A great sumo wrestler. The great Bollywood film dancer, Jaya Prada. Fats Domino. List goes on..
And on.
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