by Emily Wierenga | May 30, 2012 | anorexia nervosa, art, book, chasing silhouettes, families, giveaway, hope, hungry, imperfect prose on thursdays, love, pre-order, starving
The nurses murmured to each other under fluorescent lighting as I lay shivering on the metal hospital bed, cold. Later, I would learn that they had marveled at my hypothermic, sixty-pound sack of bones, reasoning, “She should be dead.” I was a breach of science; a...