His gleaming,
four-eyed sneer
bit maliciously
at my forehead.

He asked me what
I was staring at.

As if his
munching curiosity
had made a meal
of my thoughts,
I was at a loss
for an answer.

"She's a vegetable,"
he announced to everyone
at the dinner table.

Their laughter
still
eats at me.
 
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