Sharla Bean
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I am naked
There is a mirror in front of me. I have been standing here for hours, naked and alone. The house is empty, everybody is at work and I am home. I am fat. I am unemployed. Even though it’s daytime it's still incredibly dark with the curtains closed and so every light in every room is on and I am standing in the hallway in the cold. Even though the windows are shut, I feel like I'm freezing, there is a vicious frost at my toes. February sends chills up my fingertips and into my shoulders, there are goose bumps cascading across the very large mass that is my upper arm on either side of my body. A fit of shivers pass through me and when it is over I have a heightened consciousness of the thing I am contemplating in the mirror.
By Sharla Bean3 years ago in Viva