getting ready with an eating disorder.

 

And this is the way

you get ready in the morning with

an eating disorder.

 

Except you don’t

because the mirror is not your friend.

Though it feels like she’s

gained

your trust

because time and time again

she shows up.

 
So you keep looking to her

for advice

as if everything she shows you is

true

and as if the next time

she’ll be nice

to you,

 

to you,
“You should change

out of this body if

possible

because it would be

impossible

to leave looking like

that

in the mirror”

 

Mirror,
mirror,
on the wall,

on every wall in my mind.

And my walls can’t talk

but they sure can

shout

and show me the
ugly

unproportioned

distorted

 

parts of my body

that clothes

can’t cloak

 
and so

the only way

I know

to get ready
in the morning
is with
an eating disorder

because
every morning

I look in the mirror

and

forget

she’s not my friend.

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