This Place of Wonder

by Barbara O'Neal

If the boys’ club wouldn’t let me in, I’d make my own way.

I don’t bring podcasts or music with me. I want to hear whatever the earth has to tell me.

Keep your head where your feet are.

Neither of them knows one thing about what I survived to get to this moment, to be the kind of woman I wished I’d had in my own life.

It’s easy to be with him, to move around the space without bumping, as if we know the path of the other’s feet already.

“Forgive me. I am sometimes at the mercy of a patriarchal society that judges women very harshly.”

revealed. “I didn’t really need anybody to rescue me, though. I rescued myself a long time ago.”