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.