a carrot stick kind of girl.
a rabbit
of sorts
with her lettuce
and kale,
her
probiotic juice,
her barely
getting by in her
sugarless
world.
sometimes i'd hold
her up
when the wind
blew,
tie her
to my belt,
as i ate my double
burger
from Five Guys.
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