So I sat on my bed and ate a rice-cake.

Then it was gone.

I took another, thinking of last Tuesday:

standing naked in front of a man I didn’t love,

thinking sex was exciting. With the next,

I remembered forgetting to wear a bra

to school, the red-faced embarrassment of it,

sure everybody could tell. Crunch, and

I’m back falling in love again, lying

by myself watching Peep Show.

A few more down, a few more days

of worrying about weddings, wondering

why we seem to copy the lives of those

we wish would love us, and then I forgot

to take the pill and bled all over the jumper

that had made a car beep at me.

So I sat on my bed and ate a rice-cake.

Then it was gone.

Artwork by Rachel Jung.

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