Today I asked my body what she needed.
Which is a big deal
Considering my joumey of
Not Really Asking That Much.
I thought she might need more water.
But as I stood in the shower
Reﬂecting on her stretch marks,
Her roundness where I would like ﬂatness.
Her softness where I would like ﬁrmness.
All those conditioned wishes
That form a bundle of
She whispered very gently:
Could you just love me like this?
– Hollie Holden