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Mar 2017
War
This body and I, we don't get along.
I look back at old pictures, and remember how I felt.
Body turned, chin down, stomach in.
Hoping, in those brief moments between the flash and capture,
that I would be frozen in time as a smaller version of myself.
Melody Martin
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Melody Martin  Wooster, Ohio
(Wooster, Ohio)   
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