Ana and Mia, sitting in a tree.
They look at eachother miserably.
Mia asks Ana, ‘What did you eat?’
Ana says, ‘Nothing; I haven’t eaten all week’
Mia looks sad, because she ate today
But she throws it up, to keep the fat away.
Ana doesn’t eat-just water for her.
Mia eats a lot but what she eats she’s purged.
They’re caught up in this life where perfection is key.
Where bones are beautiful, and where they can be free.
‘Look at those thighs; look at your hips’
‘Look at your stomach, you fat worthless bitch’
There’s no salvation in this world of theirs.
No salvation for these poor, sick girls.