For years, I’ve lived on a spectrum of harmony/disharmony with my body.
There've been great, big chunks of time where I avoided mirrors. I covered myself up.
I piled jokes on top of a problem I wanted to bury, because I couldn’t find a way to talk about it.
This poem is an excavation.
“The Deeper Areas" is out now in the anthology issue of Snowflake Magazine.
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