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Being Big

by Tiffany Stone

October 16, 2021

I glanced at the mirror

When I was in the shower 

When I was making love 

When I was in my exercise class

The relatively surprised me

I didn’t see the lithe gazelle

With its strength and form

I saw the Amazonian warrior 

With her strength and prowess 

The comparison brought up shame 

The idea that we should all look the same 

Be small, be thin, be lithe 

I drove past a girl in the street 

A big girl, a elephant girl 

Not a gazelle girl 

I drove past another 

A gazelle with her bouncy high head ponytail bouncing as she pranced 

Aversion and attraction, attraction and aversion 

My heart wanted to befriend and listen to the wisdom of the elephant, hear what secrets and stories were held within. 

My heart is tired of listening to the gazelles to dictate the path and purpose of my steps through the jungles and across the Savannah’s of life and love. 

I woke up in the bowl of the big mountain towering above me 

My partnered gazelle asked me….

Do you think there were once elephants who lived here?

And my heart called out yes! 

The extinction of the elephan

Yearns to be called back, to come home 

Where we can lean into the wisdom of being warriors 

The beauty and strength of being big.

"Elephant Girl" is a reponse to this poem written by Aloha Jacqueline.