Three Poems – Blythe Baird

THE YEAR OF SKINNY POP AND SUGAR-FREE JELLO CUPS,

we guzzled vitamin water and vodka 
toasting to high school and survival
complimenting each other’s thigh gaps

trying diets we found on the internet:

menthol cigarettes
eating in front of a mirror
donating blood

replacing meals with other practical hobbies
like making flower crowns

or fainting 

wondering why I haven't had my period 
in months or why breakfast tastes like giving 
up or how many more productive ways 
I could have spent my time today 

besides googling the calories in the glue 
of a US envelope 

watching America's Next Top Model 
like the gospel