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DAY 14: Tiny Waists

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My mother gasps

at my tiny waist, “Please eat my child.

You never eat!

Who will marry you

with such tiny hips?


She asks,

while adding yet another pile to

the already giant hill sitting on my plate,


Today I checked my weight,

And thanks to the good Lord,

I’ve added a kilo or two,


Mother will be so happy,

Maybe now her gasps

will be a tad bit less,


Until she discovers

that even when these hips

occupy more room,

I still have no plans to ever

walk down that aisle,


Especially not with a man

who uses the size of my hips

to decide whether or not he will commit


Love & Blessings

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