size zero
is the ideal.
skin so thin
jeans hang off
hip bones.
[sounds like perfection
to me.]
stomach so starved
for attention
it counts ribs
at night to
lull itself to sleep.
irregularly.beating.heart
candy-coated finger
stuck down a burning throat.
[can’tbreathecan’tbreathecan’tbreathe]
And Miss? What will you be having today?
Oh, just a glass of water will be fine.
size zero?
it’s a
[want.desire.longing.craving.yearning]
size zero?
it’s a
restriction on happiness.
Author notes
Option 1.
Just a collection of my random [and conflicted] thoughts on a size zero.
A contest entry
- Size zero by Entwining Beauty.
300 points, ended September 11, 2007, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hi my name is Catherine. I work at eating disorders victoria. I was wondering if you would mind if I put your poem in our section for inspirational quotes?
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Sure, go ahead.
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Sure, go ahead.
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very true. Genius darling, pure genius.
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excellent poem good luck
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haha i could never live like that....
for one thing
not having 2 wear a belt wen u put ur jeans on is fantastically convenient ( i lose things )
and not being able to eat whatever u want would suck.
also the vomiting
ok pretty much everything
and who wants to go out with a stick
in the immortal words of MIB: "i feel like i'm gona break this damn thing"
great write
as usual
SeeJ
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