Being short is hemmed jeans
letting your short legs fill out
the dragging inseam
Being tall is using the dressing room chair
To see if you can see
your ankles
Being tall is mens shoes
women’s shoe size shortages
Don’t apply to you
Being tall is
“Can you reach that?”
“You should model”
“Do you play basketball?”
“You’ve grown since I last saw you”
Being tall is being called a ‘fast walker’
When your cadence isn’t anything special
At six you reached the green on the line
and free range at six flags
Knuckles white,
From gripping the ride-seat’s handles
So you wouldn’t slip out
Being tall is growing pains
Being short is lowering bike chair
Being tall is bruises,
Your kneecaps bang the handles
Being tall is deserving the exit row
If you need help getting your bag
From the overhead compartment
You aren’t worthy of that leg room
Being tall is high heels being
Unheardof
Being tall is seeing the world different
from above
People see you different
Being tall comes with an inauspicious presence.
Which I have learned to appreciate.