I have always loved my men with care adored the dents and blemishes and imprints on their flesh – the speckled marks in untold placesContinue Reading
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Flash Poetry: kill the beast
Those white toothed faces free from life’s creases brushed with air and a magic media wand filled with hope and broken guarantees of time turnedContinue Reading
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Since when did life come with a stylist and a hashtag?
I cut my thighs the other day, deliberately. On an image editing website. It was easy to slither off a bit of my thigh, softenContinue Reading
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To all the pants I’ve loved too much before
I have 31 days to fit into my ski pants. Not that I am counting. It is a familiar struggle that comes round every year.Continue Reading
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The lies I have told to get fed, and fed, and fed
Food addicts are creative. I know because I have been (and may still be) one. The fear of having our gluttonous ways exposed can leadContinue Reading
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Waiting for thin, how fatism rules my world
Fat people are not allowed to go to Burning Man, they can’t be seen at weddings nor dance in Ibiza or swim in the oceanContinue Reading