The meat of living; or how I gained 30 pounds and did not make peace with it at all

I touch my corpse in the mirror.
Every drowned inch of her
bloated and saltwater.

Man-made muscle
rich like a new whalefall;
a stranger wraps around these bones

her name is hidden from me.

Photo by Manuel Meurisse on Unsplash.

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