Description: My sister has been on an anorexic kick. Dropped from a size 22 to a 5 in 5 months. I am a big girl, so the skinnier Stef got, the fatter I looked to my mom. Weirdly enough, my mom was in awe that my sister could starve herself. So this summer I was constantly bombarded with comments like, "Puke it up, Ashley." So I thought about how peculiar it would be if an anorexic and bulimic shared a house...
The Puker and the Starver -------------------------------------------
The puker and the starver
Go on a long road trip.
The starver clutches diet pills
While the puker has an ice-cream grip.
When they have pulled over
To see a sight or three,
The starver runs a few laps
While the puker kneels by a tree.
One fine day this pair
To a fancy restauraunt sat.
The puker looked at the menu
And said "I want all that."
Her companion glanced at
The menu in dismay.
And said, "No thanks,
I've had all I want today."
In the home, at mealtimes is
A point of dual needs.
The starver sits and exercises
While the puker sits and feeds.
The pots are always dirtied
Enough is eaten for two;
Though who gets fed is a riddle
Which I leave the solving to you.
The starver claims that she has
Perfect self-esteem.
While the puker maintains happiness
Is in the Twinkee's cream.
And when the day is over,
Before the night hits hard,
They stand before their mirrors,
Each seeing a tub of lard.
ummm...thought it did strike a funny chord, I found this to be more on the sad side, first the description-that was kindda of sad too, the poem was despressing though it did have an upbeat rhythm..i guess it's just the idea of it...wow, i never thought of a belimic and anexoric living together...which one would devour faster...I'd probably say the anexoric...don't know...these disorders are rather sad, don't you think... hey, wow you live in Kansas...geesh, I live in missouri...so close don' t you think...don't know, just had a thought of that... hmmmm. -stacey-
hm...quite controversial, maybe a little bit harsh, but it is written just as it should be. you definitely got your point across, and i agree with pervious commenters in that your last stanza is definitely your best. it's a bit more poetic and witty than the previous ones (which are just fine the way they are anyway). i like the classifications of "puker" and "starver."
there are a few grammar problems here and there, which is acceptable. but for one example... "Her companion glanced at The menu in dismal." ...In dismal ...what? you seem to be missing a word there, somehow.
so anyway, good job. i'll be looking out for more of your posts!
Hahaha! Funny funny funny...my favorite lines are the entire last stanza though! Even though both eating disorders can be very tragic, we sometimes have to laugh at ourselves for such things, or we would use up all the kleenex in the world and have to chop down more trees to make more! just kiddin', cher
This is interesting. It's true though. A sad story. puker eats alot starver eats nothing but they both see the same thing. They claim there's nothing wrong with them even though there is. This is really what society teaches us today and it is wrong is so many ways. I'm sorry about your mother and your sister needs help. She's going to end up in a hospital or dead and I'm sure you don't want that. Don't let them get to you. Don't give in. You are beautiful the way you are. I loved this poem. It was written well and it touched my heart. The most stricking part of it was the last line.
Interesting way to look at it. Puker eats enough for the starver, while the starver wonders "What the hell is she thinking?!" But yet in the end, its all for the same reason. This country is so going down hill because of our fat image. You'd think a country with an obese problem wouldn't have a bad self image about it. Yes half the population either starve or puke, just to be that little percent who are skinny. Then there's the question of blame, do we blame it on the fat people? Models? Tv? Society? Simple, its everything. Alright now I am starting to rant. Good write! ~Kat
Submission Name: The Puker and the Starver
just kiddin', cher