Girls

by Hayley Peterson

Barista glides through coffee shop in overall shorts, thin
white shirt and combat boots. Right hip doesn’t brush

my table as she walks by, but I want it to. Hammer swinging
in hand, gone to fix or break something. Imagine a life in her

long brown hair. Spend the next thirty minutes writing about her,
the next six months recalling her walk. Imagine growing

into the body I have: let broad shoulders unfold, thighs uncross,
unhalve the self that took years to pare down. Imagine all the extra

space I would find inside and who I could fill it with. 
    
Hayley Peterson is an MFA student in nonfiction at the University of New Mexico. Her work explores female sexuality, the body, and power dynamics. She is currently working on both an essay and poetry collection centering on those themes.