Whispers"Look at you, just look at you."Whispers4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Her fingers curl around mine, a chill breeze in the still air. We trace curves and gingerly touch where bones still peak beneath my skin, outline old fault lines where I split apart at the seams.
"You piece of filth, you can't live without me. You're like a tendon to a bone- without me, you'd just shrivel up." She splays my fingers across my ribcage, presses them into each individual canyon harder, harder until it hurts.
"Stop", I whisper. Never loudly enough.
"You remember, don't you? You used to be The Princess of Purging, The Sovereign of Starving, Little Miss Anorexia. You were every girl's dream. You were beautiful."
I shake with earthquake tremors and the fault lines between my ribs split open. The canyons' streams run dry no more; my nails bring new lives to their dried up beds.
Her fingernails are razors across my skin, flaying me open. "You're all mine. Mine. We'll be beautiful again."
She carves out my skeleton from underneath pounds of