She at 9
Comes sits in my room, in the far corner
At 9
She is hungry
For she is fasting
For the first time
Head covered
No hair in sight
She is fasting
In the name of god
And to please to the grownups and feel like a grownup
herself
At 9
She sits
Staring at me while I type this
While my breakfast is being prepared
We will be eating
In front of this 9 year old
Who claims she doesn’t get hungry
And that she had her tea at 3
In the morning.
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