I hear a story
On a weird
Radio station.
Someone told her
Eating was a sin.
Fifteen years old.
Starved herself.
Forty pounds
Before she died.
My mother retells
the story
To my brother
In the car.
I sit in the back
In the dark.
When I hear it,
I silently break down.
I'm crying,
I can't breath.
And they don't even know.
All I'm thinking
Is how
That could've been me.
