For a year, I smell like guava or whatever Dove has to offer
My roommate hates the smell of cigarettes,
doesn’t know I smoke.
I shower between two and four times a day,
short bursts of hot water on my bones.
We talk to each other about calories
the way we read about them online.
Neither of us get our periods
and that’s all we have in common.
We agree to stop keeping food in the room,
agree that we shouldn’t eat after 7 pm.
We sleep through our alarms so thoroughly
the other girls on our floor have to shut them off.
We get drunk enough to allow ourselves to eat
and that’s the only time we eat together.
We dig our heels in until
Andy tells me she is moving out.
Her best friend is on our floor too and
Andy says it just makes sense.
She leaves the next week and I buy
a second set of sheets
for the bare twin bed.
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