If the soul weighs 21 grams,
why are women forever obsessing
about losing weight?
So much else can melt away
with those five, ten or fifteen pounds.
I do not know a female,
whose soul has not been touched
by the burden of the body;
either a sister, friend, or herself,
wanting, always, to lose
just a little bit more.
How much do the words good enough weigh?
In this struggle with the scale
too often the pounds of flesh
only disappear
after the weight of the soul is shed,
the lightness of which is as elusive as those words:
Good Enough.
