Thursday, August 16, 2012
I sat on the toilet in my mother's bathroom
and measured myself against the cupboard doors.
My knees used to come to the hinges
but now passed the door handle.
The counter I used to cool my neck against on hot days
when I leaned into it for a few extra moments of quiet
now only came to mid-chest.
I was so small then
when I thought I was so big.
I had no idea.
I hope that still stands,
that physical perspective is what's blinded me.
I hope I am now really very small,
and that I still have no idea,
how, one day, I will be so big.