Tag: Autumn Hill

  • Hell Got Fat (poem) by Autumn Hill

    Hell has gotten fatHer knees acheHer back creaksHer body groans under the stressOf its own weightShe is gouty and soreHer feet complainWhen she goes for a walkShe huffs and puffsAnd sweatsAs she struggles to stay in shapeIn the shower and the bathThe demimonde goddess’ underbellyMakes washing hard for herWhen she stands on the scaleShe must bend double to see her numbersShe goes to her couch to lieThe Great Hungry Black EarthAnd listens to the soundOf her heart strainingOf her gut churningGather round her feetChildren of HellListen to what your Mother says“You are overfeeding me dears!I cannot control my eatingAll the…

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