For Micha

Every feature of her was long, and tall, and self assured. She walked into Mr. Sherows' physics one class as if she'd been there a thousand times turned to us and told us how things were going to be without saying a word. She spoke of eastern religion and vegetarianism and the Red Sea scrolls in one breath, you see Micha doesn't take time to catch a breath or to double check if you're following along, she knows what she has to say and will make sure it is said weather someone is listening or not. She is so very smart and her beauty transcends physical features she is a summer time storm cloud, she has dark contoures under her eyes like she has seen the whole world in 79 days. Micha came into my life when I was at a very fragile state, she taught me how to be strong and she taught me how to think by myself. She believed in my crazy ideas of adventure and never laughed at me as if they were impossible. She told me I had a voice and she told me to use it. Micha is the reason I am who I am today. She is flaky and sparatic and you're never completely sure what is on her mind but she tells the lunch ladies they are beautiful and makes friends with the kids who sit alone. Micha is a lion of a woman and she will not take being mistreated no one could ever put her in a box. Micha knows who she is and what she wants and knows that she doesn't have to know the future, the future like everyone and everything else, waits for her. She has taught me, she has eaten outside with me, she has burnt off my leg hair, she has been my friend. 

Here is to the girl with sleep deprived green eyes and shoulder padded shoulders. Here is to Micha. 

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-J