the most precious little old lady stopped my in walmart today just yelling about my cute outfit and my hair and my tattoos, she showed me her tiny little hearts tattoo
the little abuela at the Mexican restaurant says “you know only beautiful women wear their hair like that”
that time in tulsa the old woman at the italian place told me she hopes i wear that smile every day
like lanterns on the path, saying “you will get here someday
you’ll be wrinkly and crooked and weird
if you just keep going”













