Pressing her thumb against the button,
She turns on the torch
And begins to search
Bestowing herself the title of a glutton
The ways to un-swallow
The ways to un-eat
She lies herself flat on a blue plate
And strips herself of meat,
Sugar, carbohydrates, dairy
The numbers are only true when they speak of weight
Only when the outline of the bones is seen
Under her transparent skin
She feels she is something
When she is nothing
A skinny sonnet
© Copyright: Маррия Никитина, 2018
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