Change

the way I exposed
my womanhood to my family

the messiness
the regret
the rejection

I blame myself for the outcome

they are consistent
they are backed by eternal truth
unchanging

I change
change is wrong
I am wrong

rivers are wrong
seasons are wrong
mountains are wrong

may my heart pump blood into the mountain rivers
cutting the canyons

may my lungs stir the wind
in all seasons

may I be wrong
may I be alive
ever-changing