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When I Decided I Could Never Be Beautiful by Stephanie Valente why are you so small? they said with your bones and skinny flesh i don't know, she said. :: if my bones were narrower, jutting at the hips, i thought studying her like a mirror silver and glass, i could sink this in i thought of things the way doctors do it's a shame, but so pretty i crack my thin wrists looking at pictures in an office cheap hotel paintings they remind me of, the walls where i stained your fingerprints looking up at the ceiling, averting my eyes to the walls and catching sickly sweet images not good enough for a gallery meant for the trash can, someone saved it once, and i think of you on top of me i wish these hips of mine were smaller, sleeker if i was a new model i want my stomach to sink i grab the sheets i grab you and i hold my breath for a second. « BACK |