She was young, with her
dimples and bangs
She could see the cover
of Newsweek
A lady like a queen,
stands
Pretty, curves, slender
The girl felt grief
Her body was not good
“I’m getting so huge”,
she thought,
“I’m a monster for
wanting cake”
Bittersweet things came
up her throat
It was torture to make
yourself ill for a little waist
But boys only want you
if you are what’s in a magazine.
by MJ Nunez
Grade 9, Father Mercredi High School
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