"David" by Katherine Nicole ´dys´ VanHoorn

I lived in the Age of David, when men shook their empty glasses and women came running. I never wore pants; good girls never showed their legs. I lived in the Age of Denial, when as long as we closed our eyes, everything was all right. We'd pretend torn cotton was velvet and never realize we were breathing thru it. Now the Age of Apathy, our eyes were opened and we can never close them again. I forgot to run when a man's glass was empty. Now in the Age of Goliath, my legs are obvious and no longer hidden behind layers of lace. When the age of Jesus comes, I will stand, a woman divorced because I am a size 16 and not 4, in jeans and an old mauve sweater, and scream to the stars that I believe. Because can change. And everyone will.