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once,
i told you a secret:
that a child with anorexia
will keep their heart small,
no matter how large
their body and mind grows.
and i told you,
about the whisper-hush
as i walked down the hall
at the age of eight,
about the cafeteria women
who were trained like dogs
to check behind each molar
for gummy bits of sandwich
and chips, only to call my mother
and say yes, she ate today--
though they never could promise
just how much.
we both hope,
with how i love,
that a heart so small
could still be strong
and tended, like that
plant at the bottom
of your stairwell
i coaxed to green again.
when i was little, i bought an annual once.
i remember my little garden, overgrown with strawberries and a too-large azalea bush, and how proud i was when i planted the flower on my own, right where everyone could see. it bloomed all spring, summer, into the molten days of a hot autumn, and left with the rest upon the first frost. and even when spring came and the bleeding hearts bloomed red again, it never did.
i decided then, that no plant was worth that heartbreak and haven't as so much as wished to own one once i found out it wouldn't exist next spring.
it keeps me up at night, thinking i may be the human equivalent.
i remember my little garden, overgrown with strawberries and a too-large azalea bush, and how proud i was when i planted the flower on my own, right where everyone could see. it bloomed all spring, summer, into the molten days of a hot autumn, and left with the rest upon the first frost. and even when spring came and the bleeding hearts bloomed red again, it never did.
i decided then, that no plant was worth that heartbreak and haven't as so much as wished to own one once i found out it wouldn't exist next spring.
it keeps me up at night, thinking i may be the human equivalent.
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Every time I read something like this I feel so peaceful and understood. Sometimes its as if I may be all alone in the world; It's comforting in a horrible way when I realize I'm not.
I'm sorry, I'm not sure what to say about this other than for some reason it gave me hope. Good Luck.
I'm sorry, I'm not sure what to say about this other than for some reason it gave me hope. Good Luck.