A Few Things I Want My Girls to Know:

Rage can be tender.
And said with the right finesse,
A firmly placed “fuck you very much”
Can serve you well.

Soft is always an option
As long as your spine is straight and long,
Pointed towards the sky
Like an arrow being called home.

And when you look in the mirror
Count all the ways you are beautiful
And the world will bow at your feet.

No person—male or female, mother or sibling,
Boss or friend—is worthy of
Bridling your truth
So let it rip like a streaking
Star across the daylight sky.