Fat Chance

May 31, 2010
By Kay Zee BRONZE, Reston, Virginia
Kay Zee BRONZE, Reston, Virginia
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Her hair pulled back
Carefully, slowly
She draws a final breath.

Her knees buckle
Steadily, with her weight,
It’s obese, overwhelming, disgusting

She shuts her eyes tight
She remembers her doll and tiaras
Bracelets and giggles
A faint smile passes her lips
And it begins

And then her breakfast is gone
A second, her lunch
A third, and her dinner
The chicken, mashed potatoes,
And special dessert,
Hours toiled by her mother’s hands

All down the toilet
Her lips now dry
And her knees shaking
She rises.

The water washes it away
And she looks up in the mirror
Fragile, Seventeen
Ninety pounds and still never thin.

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on Jul. 2 2010 at 10:13 pm
Hay_Wire PLATINUM, Independence, Missouri
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i understand. good luck getting out ,and if not personal experience, way to get into my head.


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