I once was asked if I thought I was pretty
I shrugged with not much of a reply
how easy it is to be tricked
into wishing to shrink in size
ask me today
if I think I’m pretty
I’ll say
it’s in the arch of my foot
in the strength of my calves
traveling the circumference of the world
plus a mile and a half
I’m a woman
resiliently.
resilient woman,
that’s me.
