Anne Shirley
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Breakfast.
In the morning, I crack eggs into a pan. I stand and watch the golden suns sizzle in fat. I want them sunny side down, The yellow slammed into the heat. I think of baby chickens,
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Shyness.
Through my mind the words flew, tightly ordered in tiny parachutes. In bite sized clusters, easy, simple. And now I watch, the parachutes fall apart.
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The Walk.
Doesn’t she know she’s fat? Proudly she walks along, a swing of satisfaction behind her. Double D’s, in all their glory introducing her to the world. In heels and tights;
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I live in a perfect world.
I live in a perfect world. Smiling faces, washed dogs and hand shakes. In my house I am surrounded by clean, white walls. Pristine cream,
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Join me in paradise.
Alone imprisoned, in our own individual self designed asylums. Hoping to lure another, walls painted bright and sane. So when a lonely man in his confusion wanders past my door,
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