Destiny Perkins, your poem translates an agility in writing, and the author's own softness and sensitivity.
"My mother grows to revel in the empty space in my sister's life, and makes her home in my sister's loneliness"... wow
Derek Song, first and foremost, I applaud your courage and bravery in approaching such a personal matter. Your talent is undeniable; your poem is shocking and heartbreaking in all the ways (I suppose) it should be. But even more so, it matters, your voice counts, your "no" is heard.
Sandra Chen, clearly, you have immensely suffered from your eating disorder. However, you manage still to be honest, to confront it, to humiliate it. And you do so gracefully, in a fiercely communicative manner.