Linda Laderman

Summer 2024 | Poetry

Dear Ms. Blakely    

after Dear Mr. Fanelli by Charles Bernstein.

 

I noticed that your website says

your purpose is to elevate women,

so since you invented Spanx,™

I have a few questions. Why did you

replace the original Thinstincts™

panty bodysuit with Thinstincts™ 2.0?

Ms. Blakely, I’ve been buying 1.0 for years,

and 2.0 is not more innovative, like the bot

in your customer service portal replied

when I complained about 2.0’s construction.

Its snaps unsnap, Ms. Blakely. When I sit,

I hear click, click, click, like a mini train

clacking down my body’s tracks.

It’s so unexpected, Ms. Blakely.

My old version has hooks, not all

that comfortable, but it stays closed,

and the compression panel on the new

edition makes it hard to breathe.

Why should women be compressed,

Ms. Blakely? While I’m thinking about it,

I should ask if you’ve ever tried to pee

through the opening on your Thinstincts™

mid-thigh bodysuit? It’s impossible,

Ms. Blakely. Once you’re on the toilet

you must use two fingers to separate

the nylon seams, then try to make the stream

hit the water. Ms. Blakely, can you pee

in a straight-line? I bet anything you can’t.

On top of that your promo materials brag

about herstory, not history. The language

is clever, but if you really want to write

about women’s history, then you could start

by tracing the trajectory of girdles,

how generations of women have girded

their bodies to satisfy the male gaze—

and let’s be honest, Ms. Blakely, shapewear

is nothing more than a euphemism for girdles.

Euphemisms are dangerous, Ms. Blakely.

Why won’t you say it? After all, you sell

the idea that it’s fine to erase your lines,

to smooth your body, to disappear.

I mean, look at me, Ms. Blakely,

into my seventh decade and I’m still

compelled to wear a bodysuit—

and no matter what you call it, Ms. Blakely,

shapewear, (as if women are misshapen)

is a close cousin to the corset.

Ms. Blakely, how can you claim Spanx™ 

is for women, by women when you tout the idea

that breasts, butts, waists, and thighs are problems

in need of a solution? What should be solved,

Ms. Blakely, are the untruths underpinning

the litany of laws that target women—

and how they spread, viruses that vanish

a woman’s choices. It’s like those snaps,

one comes undone and before you know it

your body is exposed to the whims of strangers.

Ms. Blakely, please work to unbind a woman’s body

from rules that disempower her. How about it, Ms. Blakely?

By the way, I wonder if you could let me know

what’s holding up the delivery of my new bodysuit.

I have somewhere to go, and I want to look my best.

Linda Laderman is a Michigan poet and writer. Her poetry has appeared in, or is forthcoming from, numerous literary journals, including Quartet, Gyroscope, SWWIM, ONE ART, Thimble Literary Magazine, The Scapegoat Review, Rust &Moth, Minyan Magazine, 3rd Wednesday, and Mom Egg Review. She is the 2023 recipient of Harbor Review’s Jewish Women’s Prize and was recently nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Her mini-chapbook, What I Didn’t Know I Didn’t Know, can be found online at https://www.harbor-review.com/what-i-didnt-know-i-didnt-know. In past lives, she was a journalist and taught English at Owens Community College and Lourdes University, in Ohio. For nearly a decade she was a docent at the Zekleman Holocaust Center near Detroit. More work and information at lindaladerman.com.

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