{For the girls I work with.}

Some people
will never be
comfortable with
the happy lightness
in the windows
of others.

Not ever.

There’s no record
of the pre-historic birth
of this grasping smallness.

This glad-heart envy.

The uncomfortable people
say things like,
“Who does she think she is!”

But the most delicious
my dear
is that
you know
exactly who you are
and your assuredness,
that party of oneness,
will trigger their
interior sprinkler system,
ruin their fun.

With your joy
you draw
a circle
of certainty
around yourself.

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