Youth Soccer
Understanding that this is the world, the little girl throws her hands skyward and shrieks death to all before her.
Though she has yet to age and age.
Though she has yet to be so clearly misunderstood misrepresented misinterpreted mistaken for something she is not.
Though she has yet to explain when no explanations are due.
Though she has yet to be overlooked to feel inescapable attraction to walk so very many miles to be asked not to say to be wary to admit.
Today, she is a little girl thriving in a painful world, upset with an upset world, existing in this very world, flailing arms, piercing screams, and all.