April Somerston• Show poetry

This is one of the terrible, banal truths of eating disorders: when a woman is thin in this culture, she proves her worth, in a way that no great accomplishment, no stellar career, nothing at all can match. We believe she has done what centuries of a collective unconscious insist that no woman can do--control herself. A woman who can control herself is almost as good as a man. A thin woman can Have It All.

-Marya Hornbacher, Wasted , pp. 81-2

My name is April.

I have a useless performing arts degree.

I don't know what I'm attempting to do anymore.

Maybe I'm doing too much, maybe I'm doing too little.

Maybe I want something, maybe I don't.

Maybe I'm depressed, anxious, nervous, insecure...maybe I'm elated, at peace, and the most confident little being on God's green Earth.

I am most definitely eating disordered.

Update, October 2009:

I'm back on the site...over the past couple months I've only been creeping. I guess I was hoping that something would spur me into normalcy, but uh, no such luck. Autumn tends to do that to me...at any rate, I am back, and Mondays in April is also going through a site overhaul, as it's far too hard to navigate/edit in its current state. Oh yeah--I also no longer have a Gold membership.

Last seen on Nov 4 8:30 PM. Member since April 28, 2005.
I'm a jade dragon poet for 263 comments.
I am a 22 year old woman (United States)
When I'm not writing, I'm walking.
Visit my homepage at www.freewebs.com/mondaysinapril
I am in the groups Beautiful Minds Dark Addictions, Eating Disorders, Frustration With Society, PinUp Doll Disasters
I have 263 comments, 5 contests, 87 poems, 1 story

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Back for You

You must not speak of this anymore
How I keep going back

32 lines, September 15. In Friendship
Dragonfly Diaries: I Wonder If They Know...

There's my sister with her adolescent ill-concealed contempt
A brave sort of impatience that I haven't found my place

39 lines, September 10. In Family, Personal, Emo
Freewrite

Grey sky
Grey glow

68 lines, September 8. In freewrite, pain, angst, personal
Fictive Kin(dred Spirits)

My chest is crushed by this...
by the convulsions made more stinging by the self-forged chains

34 lines, July 18. In Love, Guilt, Pain, Sad

My Stories

Shifting

She knew it was his car before it passed her. As soon as the headlights washed over her and her shadow lengthened dauntingly on the sidewa

1026 lines, February 19. In 600-2000 words, Dark, Life, Personal

Guest Book

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Fashionista on June 12

can u plz take a 2nd & read & comment my poem "Unbeautiful" just need an honest opinion
Balldinger on May 27

i bet you were born in August...just a wild guess...
False Ideology on May 23

your pic
hollowriver on May 4

if you write poems about eating disorders check out my contest
I'm in real need of a good one
people don't seem to know how to write about Eating disorder not otherwise specified.
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