Everything, Issue 33, Poetry

BREAKFAST POPSICLES by MAIA KACHAN

It’s monday and I eat two lemon popsicles as a start of the week meal replacement. I calculate the contents in my disordered (eating) brain and you tell me that popsicles aren’t food. When I call you mom and thank you for your concern we laugh in smiling eyes about the way we fucked the […]

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