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If I Were to Write a Poem From the View of My Student: The Fat Girl on the First Day of School

 

She’d notice how her stomach rolls over the desk
more than freshman year,
as if a tidal wave of cholesterol crashed
the graffitied confessional—
       Anna loves Jose
sprawled beside the answers to last semester’s
final.

She’d feel how walking up three flights of stairs
bastes her bovine body in a glazed sweat
generally reserved for the embarrassment of
getting undressed for P.E.

She’d surmise the summer diet didn’t work.
Love her mother just a bit less for lying to her.
Curse the concept of heredity, the misnomer of “big-boned,”
feeling the need to apologize to the chair
for her girth.

She’d work on the essay assigned describing
who she is/what makes her happy.

And when her double hamburger-stained hand gets tired,
she’ll take a break and stare at the teacher
sitting at his desk in the back of the class
thinking, 

I heard he’s a poet. He’s typing pretty fast…
He looks like a good man.

(originally published in Scythe)

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About Daniel Romo

Author of When Kerosene's Involved (Mojave River Press, 2014) and Romancing Gravity (Silver Birch Press, 2013). I'm partial to prose poems. Alliteration. And fragments.

One response »

  1. A bittersweet view to say the least… I think you’ve presented it in the best way there is. Honest, tender, unforgiving, thoughtful. And you’ve made me wonder what her essay said…

    Reply

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