No Mistakes

by Ashley Koszarek (a UT Second Year)

“Woman”. 

I like that word–

How it sounds, tastes, feels

I’m familiar with how it feels. 

I am a woman.

In experience alone, but at heart?

Not at all.

Not one bit. 

No, my insides are elusive. 

Full of life, full of love, full of mystery. 

A cypher unto myself, 

All I can decode is how I feel. 

Masculine energy with valleys and curves,

A feminine form with edges and nerves. 

I am nothing. 

But the universe tells me I am everything. 

Poured out like wax, and melted within me.

Poured out like wax, and melted within me. 

Poured out like wax, and melted within me. 

My heart retains its shape. 

No mistakes, 

No mistakes.