You start running together
because you’re sad
and she hasn’t been sleeping.
She says It’s funny about the distance
And, Christmas is just another day.
She says, I’m also running to lose weight
and you say oh no don’t even say that
and you say about the girls
who waste themselves to bone
and she says she knows a way
to tell what colour your hair is
by the shape of the back of your
head
she cups your skull and frowns,
announces that your hair is brown,
which it is.
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