Digging through my knapsack
for my after-school yogurt
I took notice of her Yoo-hoo and Yodels
and looked up to see her mouth open as she chewed,
her food churning into a paste of chocolate stew,
tiny bits spitting out and leaving chocolate drops
on the table in front of us.
Before dance class, it’s best to eat light
so your feet move faster and your body lands
more softly,
at least in theory,
but she never listened.
And when Mr. Kempson yelled at her
for being 5 pounds too heavy
when he weighed her during the weigh-in
I nodded and agreed with him
and after it was over
and she cried to me for sympathy, I said,
“You’re too fat because you choose to be,”
because I didn’t want to be fat by association.
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