by Yael Veitz
belly stinging with longing, she waits a little longer holds the dizziness. her friends have all done it. It nearly killed some of them-- late-night binges fingers in throats, groping their bellies. she thought she was immune until her high-school waist expanded, overhanging her panties in amorphous slopes even now, she resists the inevitable. she won’t count calories she has no scale. she thinks it’s just a dalliance, refuses to admit she’s joined the numberless rank of hungry girls, expanding, imploding like collapsing stars.
Yael Veitz is a New York-based poet. Her works, which have appeared in Coffin Bell and Castabout, among others, reflect her geographically-diverse background, her work in mental health, and, occasionally, her love for her cats. Her debut chapbook, ‘Wilder Centuries’ will be published in 2022 by Fifth Wheel Press.
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