We will need to get Omar the tent maker

To make your clothes. He teased.

It was the only cruel joke my father made.

But, it stung.

I look back at pictures from those times.

I wasn’t fat, but I never was skinny.

Not like my friends.

I didn’t over eat. I swam and biked

And even walked 2 miles home

from school most days.

I am so much heavier now,

And I hear that joke in my head

Every time I look in the mirror.

And I still walk. I eat half or less.

I wonder if Omar will take a special order.