How it Began

The name came on a Tuesday,

I was in the third grade.

My hair done right.

Clothes smelled clean

But still

they found it

saw it

consumed my fear

and released it

Fat, she fat

Oh my God she fat.

The tears of course came to my cheek

My heart

i felt

dropped to my knees.

There was no hiding it

No denying my state

The vision board

Went into effect and created This...

I didn't ask to be in this skin

But here I am. Thick skinned

Big boned

Fat

Whatever you call it.

It began with that.