My Body Scan -- Sierra Rankin

 My Body Scan

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  1. Jamie LanhamJune 30, 2025 at 8:33 AM

    The images added to this piece make it so powerful and beautiful! Love it!!

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  2. Hannah HarsheJune 30, 2025 at 11:58 AM

    Sierra, I love everything about this! It reminds me of a blazon, which is type of Elizabethan poetry where the writer (usually a man) would like list his lovers various physical parts and describe them. which is exactly what you do, but you're both the subject of your piece and the writer! in a world where womens bodies are so often described and portrayed through a man's POV, it's subversive and empowering and beautiful to read a poem about your body but from YOUR pov of existing and living in your body, not just admiring it

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