for Emily Wierenga
Make what your mouth accepts enough
to be enough: break no more the grain
of rice in two, quarter no quarter of apple.
Once mirrored, your silhouette a pattern
cut without facets, your waist cinched
in your figure's own scrim, your heart
pressed newly small as Chinese feet.
Hope thin as fingers' bones stretched,
the girl dying to be the woman seen.
It took His body to become your bread.
© 2012 Maureen E. Doallas
Congratulations to Emily on the publication of Chasing Silhouettes: How to Help a Loved One Battling an Eating Disorder. Emily's blog is imperfect prose.
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