Tall and blonde, the all Californian girl
men loved her, women were envious.
life was easy, grace or charm redundant
beauty gave automatic entry,
even when almost inaccessible.
Rejection, a distant image
badly focused and easily clicked away.
A cool look awarded intelligence
which may, or
may not have been
confirmation never asked
scrutiny escaped with ease
her life the median – standard, no deviation.
Truth should be acknowledged
she sometimes induced envy
perhaps because she belonged to a group I never had –
those who are always included
for whom chance is never slim.
Time has diluted venom and dilated eyes
compassion, slow to form, now understands
she never quite grew up
didn’t ever leave a child’s need to be liked.