Beyond the Story #1

Some people are always looking for their next pedestal. That perfect opportunity to get up high and look down on you. The funny thing about weight is the pivotal point of perfection is obsolete. For most of my teenage life girls were always saying: Urgh, you’re so skinny, you’re like a twig. I could snap … Continue reading Beyond the Story #1

Some Kind of Beautiful

In my head I’m counting. Two hundred and one Two hundred and two Bliss, her fingers wrapped tightly around my ankles, her boney knees pressing down on the tops of my feet, on top of my toes, holding them still, says, “Life ain’t a bowl of peaches, so suck it up, bitch.” You can now … Continue reading Some Kind of Beautiful