i, occasionally, read nutrition facts
and see the fat lady,
avoiding her.
in aisle 2 . . .
i avoid the awkwardly
thin girl in aisle 5
in aisle 7
they stare each other down
THIS HATE
in front of fruity pebbles . . .
spilling blood on a rainbow
at the register
they were both ahead of me
and hating each other
i grabbed a pack of gum,
destroyed the fat and thin
words from my mind
and their hatred
and hummed a melody.
