Three Words

“You got fat,” he said. “You got fat, grandpa,” I say but I know it’s not true, he’s not fat am I? When was the last time he saw me? What do I weigh? Is it what I’m wearing? I know I look different now than even three years ago, I am aging, it seems … More Three Words

Mirror, Mirror

She sees the curves of her body from top to bottom. Some are pleasing, some annoying. Images of beauty scroll past her mirror, they reflect perfection; perfection and beauty. It makes her think of PE uniforms in 7th grade: changing without a training bra and that first comparison: “your calf is bigger than mine”. It … More Mirror, Mirror