She pressed forward,
altering the flow of gravity with
radical changes as if peddling
backward on life.
She fought hard, creating the
forward motion of a legacy,
determined with destiny.
It was a fight against the current;
moving under bridges
and over mountains.
Her emotions were handpicked,
fresh from yesterday’s stories.
She would say,
“I only know how things
should be, not how they are
for real.”