Her plates look like minimalist paintings,
and I am left wondering
what kind of hunger is acceptable
She was born of Aphrodite’s shell but denounces her origins
if you are not beautiful
what does that make me?
At dinner, I think of stitched lips and pennied collarbones
I eat silence for dessert
and soak in the darkness of my dining room
My body is immortalized in my memories of her emaciation
She cries into her yogurt while I butter toast
The disgusting part of me
Mollie McMullan is a sophomore at SUNY Geneseo. In her work, she explores themes of patriarchal control, the role of womanhood, and the concept of permanence.