She sleeps best on her side,

but prefers to fall asleep on her back.

Her stomach feels flatter at that angle, and she’ll

feel for her (minimal!) hipbones in the dark.


Braving the mirror, naked, only

occurs at a certain time of day, with the right light.

Some days, she is bolstered, fairly satisfied.

Often, she can only stare at her midsection before turning away.


The rare men come and go,

each one seemingly enraptured with her form–

but this is probably because she tries to lie

at her best angle.


Sometimes, though, they can distract her,

enough for her to forget the creases,

and softness, and paleness, just for the night,

so she can curl on her side, her mind quiet.

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