“So, what’s your secret?” Renata asked. I squinted my eyes in question, tightened my shoulders. “To staying thin?” she asked. “When you eat like that?” It’s simple, I thought. Be broke, friendless, and homeless. Spend weeks eating other people’s leftovers,… — Vanessa Diffenbaugh Copy Share Image
Longhaired preachers come out every night, Tryin' to tell us what's wrong and what's right. But when asked about something to eat, They will tell you in voices so sweet. You will eat (You will eat!) By and by, (By… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
