the mirror tells all
girls that are five foot three
shouldn't weigh a hundred and twenty-five pounds
size five is not skinny

she takes pictures of the blubber
her mind likes to play tricks
her so-called narcissism is a joke

fingers don't go far enough
blood and vomit pool at her feet
baby wipes always do the trick

his words still haunt her
"you're not fat"
wassup liar?