in that
grapefruit, i ask her.
shut up,
she says.
just shut the hell up about
carbs
and eat
that stupid half
slice
of grapefruit.
i put your fake sugar on it.
i'm sick of you and your
carb count.
look in the mirror
you're a bag of bones
now.
you look like an extra
in Schindler's List.
eat, for god's sake eat.
i'm making
lasagna tonight
with meat balls and garlic
bread,
and if you don't eat
all of it
there's no tv tonight
and no me.
no fishnet stockings, no
high heels,
no la dee da.
got it buddy?
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