The lime green coat with piping.She loves the way the coat shines, the contrast of greens, the acid of lime, against the pine - colored braids.Grit under her feet mixed with mud.The wind screaming, leaves scattering against her skin.A puddle. Clouds reflected, dizzy, the silvery night and her face, blurred.Not hard - edged and glass cold, a mirror to talk back to the like the boys on the street.
Who's got an ugly mug? Boyfriends didn't like you, eh?She touches the scarred skin. Tree roots and lightning, brilliant.
Reflected in the water there is only her own illuminated beauty.
Sending positive vibes your way,
@khadija14