Comparison is a monster
A man-made fabrication
A myth designed
To keep us in a heady state of
Frustration
Reaching for the next product
That promises salvation
It breeds starvation and
Feeds off the stench of
Self-deprecation
Comparison is a losing game
In which we are vein
For wanting to win
And failures if we don’t play
Hard enough
Don’t forget that it was made this way
To trap us in a cycle of shame
Where we are easier to manipulate
Into smaller, more manageable shapes
Comparison was made to keep us tamed
Megan Preston Elliott
She/Her
Instagram: @wordsbymeganpreston
“I am a poet, sculptor, writer and founder of Assemblage Magazine, an art magazine run by artists for artists. I have published online and in print in several magazines including Brenda Magazine and F*EMS Zine. My poem ‘New Skin’ was selected for inclusion in New River Press’ anthology ‘SMEAR: Expanded Reissue’. I have a degree in Fine Art from City & Guilds of London Art School, where I was awarded a prize for my writing by Art Monthly magazine. I am a queer, femme, cis-woman who also loves yoga, dogs, podcasts, gigs & going to therapy.”