Kelly Rogers

They don’t look at me anymore because I’m not a “miss”

But they miss the woman I have become

I’m more than my lines that would be art if etched in tin instead of my face

They don’t look at me anymore because they don’t need to card me

I buy French wine from the middle or top shelf…

I jokingly think

The truth is they can now take a glance, not a look, and know the legality of my age

They don’t look at me anymore because they are immersed in their youth

Living the pages I had already written, a timeless story of a girl that became me

Everyone gets a youth

They don’t look at me anymore, and I don’t care

It’s the most free I’ve felt in my skin since probably the day I was born