As I stand
with my left leg
crossed over my right thigh
and sponge my left thigh
at the corner of my eye
I see a crescent made
between my pelvis
And hip.
As I bend
To lotion my foot,
At the corner of
My eye
In the mirror
I see more than half of my
Backbone protrudes.
My collar bone;
Defined.
I cry
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