HOW DO YOU OWN YOUR BODY:
DYSMORPHIC
WHO CAN YOU TRUST WHEN YOU CAN’T TRUST YOUR OWN VISION, YOUR OWN MIND? DO YOU TRUST YOUR MUM WHEN SHE REPLIES ‘YOU’RE STILL TOO THIN’, HER VIEW STILL DISTORTED BY THE PAST? YOUR FRIENDS WHO LOOK PAST THE PHYSICAL TO THE PERSON BENEATH? ELEANOR IS IN A HOLE, LOOKING FOR THE TRUTH IN THE DARK
by ELEANOR DUNLOP
Glassy eyes
Bore
Me
Confrontation
In the mirror
The face is mine but the thighs
Bigger
Bulbous
Ballooning
Pathogens
Grow
Carcusses
Meet in the middle of
Butcher’s windows
I’m meant to be vegan though?
But no matter what I cut out
I can’t seem to smooth out
The cracks in this façade
Whispers from the past
Seeping through glass
Insidious
Distort my
Legs
Hips
And arse
illustration by EVA ENNALS