I was once told I look like a Jewish wife in World War II
like Alice B. Toklas
like Emma Thompson
like somebody else
like nobody
like I'm an old soul
like a young chick
like a hippie
like a therapist
like everyone else in Queens
like an old woman
like a sexy broad
like I'm elegant
like a slob
like a crazy person
like a drama queen.
I was once told that I look like my mother. I used to get insulted and shocked. Now I take it as a compliment. More and more I feel her live inside me.
Bring it on, I say, bring it on.
Note: the title is taken from a short story by Mavis Gallant
