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My soul is a Peruvian lily
(TW: eating disorder mentioned)
I long for big hair,
A wild mane to mask the weight of my body.
For the Peruvian lilies bloom, then wither—
so why do I continue to leap towards the sun?
I once met a fiery little girl,
Her words dripping of hope and danger:
“The instant way to stay small
is to not eat at all.”
On the pilgrim roads, she took this vow and made it her own, for it was woven into her imperfect soul.
her parents would weep,
their voices fractured with ferocity—
but the beautifully normal was much too harsh for her tender ears.
And so, the breeze became a storm,
Whipping her past away,
her gut twisting uneasily with hunger she never dare speak before.
the faint taste of Diet Coke lingered in her mouth,
a bitter talisman,
Trying to stop the upchuck of breakfast from that day forward, or to rewrite hunger’s story.
But as always, the girl had not changed—
she just became smaller,
hungrier,
like the Peruvian lily
Deprived of
sunlight.