the hunger artist
is on
the bus. on the train
too. with
wheat crackers,
and small tubs
of low fat
yogurt
in her hand.
pale, and wobbling
in heels
when she stands,
but slim
and slender and
a size two or
less. but the mirror
screams more,
more must be
carved off
the husk. it's a
gift being hungry
and resisting
what each spoon
and fork holds.
it's an artform.