22/365: I Got Skills

January 22

I got skills

If you could choose to be a  mistress of any skill in the world, which skill would you pick?


She stood in front of the crowd

on a tall, raised stage

the glare of the light

searing into her soul

looking into every nook

and cranny of knowledge

that she didn’t think she had

she inhaled

deep breath-

the apocalypse-

confidence seeped in

through her toes

coursed through the calves

and burned her loins

her gut

her chest puffed

her chin rose

eyes gleaming

hair waving all around

yes

she was now

mistress of

confidence

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