but after a journey into that place- i find my muscles returning- circulation soaring thru me- and the shit melts right off- once in bezerkly california- a whole bunch of older lesbian women took me to a women s bookstore- there was a 'butchie' calnedar- and in it it said that women eat potatoes and make themselves fat to protect themselves--i was like 17 and the world was before me- i thought - why would anyone want to do that?
i have not deformed myself in quite sometime due to love or some other tragic tale- no search and destroy siren is ringing in my head- so my body is being kind to me- fat- is like apathy- it is like a laying down and taking it- it is a defense- - today i am thin and beautiful- but there was a time- when fat- welded my thighs together or had me begging for love-it was never fat that changed me- it was the way i felt-===that changed


