I can't eat pizza again
and not think of her
not because
of the pizza man this time
just those hungry
eyes
that stare hand to mouth
when she just wants
to eat her slice in peace
one piece eludes her
feeding the fear
she perpetually feels
inside their hunger
is her hunger
even when she
doesn't want it to be
dread of taking a bite
from the apple
or sucking juice from
the dangling fruit
she lives with a
mirror
inside her head
seeing reflections
of what she wants to
be
of what she isn't
one inspiring her the
other
dragging her down
this is not what
others mean
to say living hand to mouth
it is what she lives with
every day
caught between
reflections
of what she is
what she thinks she
is
what she thinks other
people
think she is
always a tug of war
each time she puts
it all into her mouth
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