My Own Personal Hell

i.

My stride makes everyone step out of my way.

No one dares to look me in the eye.

They all duck their heads and pretend to be busy.

Here I have authority.

Here I am supreme.

A single sneer and they’re done for.

But when I pass you,

You don’t flinch.

In my heels I match your height;

A challenge if you would.

But you smirk and roll your eyes at me.

I’ll save this challenge for another day.