at 3 am in the warmth of my bed
i interlock my right hand with my left
and rub my thumbs across my skin
i think about 6 year old me
with her little braids and missing teeth
her love for cheese wontons
her dreams to be an art teacher
her wish for santa to give her
a fresh stack of printer paper every christmas
how proud i am of her
jn
We’re really learning to fall in love with ourselves this year.
