carved into flesh
embossing
hereditary spider vessels line up
underscore the years of standing up
for myself
in spite
a lone ranging from few to fewer
support people or groups
to stand up
to say I love you, I need you
in spite
a teary heart cracked open
nth fissures in her soul
steaming lava
passionate fruited plain girl
not ugly, not fitting, but ok
acceptance is key
locks have closed, the wall of water mounts
heavy with potential
energy of wisdom points its toes on sensible shoes
the pronation of feet carrying the weight of so many worlds
Somewhere
there are ears welcoming, craning for the sound
of this voice
her pictures speaking the volumes
that the wave cannot repress
It is ok
Each day is bursting with intelligence
sizzling with the shape of opportunity
neglected by domestic patterns
that glaze the eye
One day
an eye not jaded
will twinkle
at the sight of her lumpy thigh scored with a delicious mapping,
will delight in the texture of her thoughts,
the layered complexity of flavors
and then
being together
each
the temerity
of individuals
full as fruit, coyotes, or jasmine
just being
together
