Aren’t you lucky to win?
Who did you seduce now?
Come on, big winner, show some skin.
Aren’t you grateful you’re so pretty?
Big breasts get the big paychecks, and
Tiny waists are popular with the committee.
Every bombshell gets an award stand.
Tell me about your dress, it can’t be ignored!
And your lipstick, it’s making me breathless!
Oh, what? Talk about the award?
Does its color clash with your necklace?
Author Bio:
Samantha Friskey is a sophomore at Georgetown Visitation Preparatory School, an all-girls high school in Washington, D.C Her writing has been published in The Georgetowner, Euonia Review, The Dialouges, Sleet Magazine, and Black Heart Magazine. She became inspired to create this poem when she watched a female journalist win a prestigious award, only to be interviewed about her outfit, body, and hair.