SoMa Literary Review - better woman

better woman

By Téa June

What are little girls made of?

No way to be sure, love.
The proof
is in the pudding

Stir the generosity;
Dash in the ferocity.
Hope against mal-atrocity;
Whisk up the velocity.

What are grown women made of?
She won’t tell you,
the elements only separate
under fire.
The good ones,
Liars.

I owe my happiness
to a better woman
than I used to be –

I wish her the luck
that I had,
to be aided by someone
who knows her own need.

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Téa June lives in San Francisco. She's written for various online, print, and broadcast media venues at both the local and national level. In her spare time, Téa likes to mix it up with the many animals of different stripes nearby - circus performers, fashion designers, jewelry-makers, found-sound artists, and refugees of musicals.