Emaciated
I ordered a Pizza in the plaza today, piled on the toppings,
made a salad, layered on thoses veges, and sat down
to eat it all. I saw a girl walk in, she couldn't have been
a lady. She was a skeleton of a girl. She sat down
with her clothes drooping over her, hanging on her
shoulders like thin shrouds. Her face was washed
out and almost gray, eyes sunken in her face, receding
into her skull, afraid to see too much and to be seen.
Everything about her was gray. I wanted to sit down
next to her, try and touch her, and ask her,
ask her, are you okay?
made a salad, layered on thoses veges, and sat down
to eat it all. I saw a girl walk in, she couldn't have been
a lady. She was a skeleton of a girl. She sat down
with her clothes drooping over her, hanging on her
shoulders like thin shrouds. Her face was washed
out and almost gray, eyes sunken in her face, receding
into her skull, afraid to see too much and to be seen.
Everything about her was gray. I wanted to sit down
next to her, try and touch her, and ask her,
ask her, are you okay?