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Pleasantly plump she
is not anorexic,
curves that drop jaws
in cascading lines as she walks
into a room of male patients.
Zaftig
a once over-educated male
whispers as if caressing air
with Swedish fantasies.
Pretending to be fresh
from forgotten beaches,
her feet flop in zori –
this fact alone could re-convince
a sane mind against
her terrible delusion…
Zöe thinks
she is an elephant.
Exasperated therapists ask
but where’s your trunk?
and she smiles a scrabble
champion smile.
I use it to drum
my zzxjoanw
but only she knows
it’s supposed to be a Maori drum—
she does have the memory
of an elephant
copyright 2008
Deborah P
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