remembering.
remembering the time i only let myself have two strawberries
oh what a lovely day for desert!
but two strawberries meant two too many calories.
so i cut them in half.
two halves of two whole strawberries
two halves of two whole calories
two too many calories.
so like any natural person i cut them into fourths
i still have two.
two halves of two halves of two whole calories
still two too many calories.
but i ate them anyway.
“a treat to myself” i said
for not eating for the whole day
but maybe as i ate two eights of my two whole strawberries
that’s what i became.
just two halves of two halves of one whole me.
but me was too many calories.
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