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May 2015
When you're hungry, you drink water instead
a couple crackers for the rest of the day.
You're stomach begs "feed me"
But you pretend not to hear.
The patterned tiles they tilt and slide beneath you
legs heavy, head light.
All for the outline of bones on your skin.
All for cute collar bones, sharp cheekbones, rib cages, and skinny legs.
Food is HEAVY
And all I want is to be light.
Melody Claire
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Melody Claire  Denver
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