Love
Life
Some
people say I’m fat
But
I don’t call it that.
I
call myself oblong
Or
maybe perpendicular.
I
don’t know what else to call
Myself
because my mother
Named
me.
She
did so, I’m not lyin,’
It
was about thirty-eight years ago,
When
she was layin’ in that hospital
Room,
lookin’ at them purple curtains
And
thinkin’ of a name for me.
I
don’t think I’m fat.
It’s
just who I am.
I
love my food.
I
love my life.
It’s
just who I am.
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