(The woman in the mirror)

I rushed back to get another glimpse of her

The first look was too quick

Rushing, I forgot what it felt like to be free from tricks

Treat or not, I walked back fast

I hurried

Trying to be slick

There you are, girl, growing into a woman

Standing there

Being the change, we all needed to see

An excerpt from “An Ode to the ‘Good Girl’” available in paperback or kindle (e-book)