Skinnier

Once,

She had friends

She had foes

She had flesh

Now,

She has blades

She has bones

She has bruises

The smaller she gets

The harder she tries

The less she eats

The bigger the lies

She thinks to herself

If she cuts off the fat,

If she slices it away,

It won’t come back

She’s better like this

She’s prettier

But she has to be,

Skinnier

Skinnier

She’s got a hollow chest

She’s the gap between her thighs

She’s got a hollow head

She’s a mouth full of lies

She’s supposed to be sweet

Little white lies and compliments

But you’ll find a grapefruit in her teeth

Bitter stones where her heart’s supposed to be

She’s better like this,

She’s prettier

She’s sour but prouder

She’s skinnier

Skinnier

- By Heidi Foster