For anyone who- like me- has ever been tempted by the sin of vanity
I had never thought to be self-conscious about my thighs
Until I my friend said they weren’t supposed to touch
“They’re like tree trunks!”
I counted every calorie-
Measured every step -
And stood on the scale six times a day.
I was young when I met her
Her smile was radiant
Her skin glowed
And her movements were fluid
As the years passed,
I watched the flesh melt from her bones.
She no longer smiled
She moved as if all her bones were out of joint
“Would you like some dessert?”...
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