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Jul 2010
stare, in front of a mirror, legs crossed,
muscles stretching past the point of comfort–
a necessary distraction (to remember what
exists behind the image of this strange dark girl:
a pulsing heart, the push and pull of oxygen, synapses).

stare. stare

at each familiar feature. stare.
break
them into words like:
almond, bulbous, tight, long, large,
brown. kissed by sun. marred by adolescent
acne. stare.

breathe.

muscles. bones and veins pushing out, against
skin, stomach slightly distended. knees, scarred,
permanent reminders of days and nights spent
learning to ride a bike, because 12 was too old
for training wheels, and never mind the terror.

breathe. repeat.

see
curves, lines, angles.
see
lips, *******, eyes,
eyes, eyes.

breathe.
stare.

memorize
until the whole becomes wholly unfamiliar
(just features glued and sewn together,
which one could be narrowed down to
define this girl? which one is her alone?)
copyright of epi_speaks, 2010
Written by
epi
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