I want to be the woman
who somehow deflected
all the ‘you should
be this ways’ so
that what I want
to suck from
life is just only
mine.
Tonight, I stood in
the grocery store line
and beamed at the
carrots, lemon cookies,
honey yogurt on the
rubber belt.
I had this thought:
I am healthy, vibrant,
active, content and why
should anything
remind me to watch
my waistline?
fog up the windows 