A monumental moment Such a brief one Without a single spoken word But so profound In the works for many years Standing before the mirror about to don a long-abandoned shirt She paused Looked herself in the eye And said To that woman who has taken so much beating So much berating, belittling, damning… Read More In Front of the Mirror, Today
This morning, my dress and I had a prolonged, ugly battle. It wanted to be worn. And I wanted to wear it. But did I look too fat? Would people think that I was pregnant (I’m not) and gossip behind my back? Would I feel self-conscious all day? And the dress yelled, and cajoled and… Read More Do I Look Fat In This Dress?