Heather Reed Writes
Original poetry by Heather Reed
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
New Beauty
she feasts on air, insatiably hungry
for bony hips and nipples without breasts
she eats herself smaller, enemy flesh falls away
her sinewed arms hang like claws
this is not how she sees herself
her body forgets it is female
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