My husband makes me feel pretty
on days when my mirror...

He was beautiful,
then ugly...

I never expected you to lasso me
like I were your moon goddess...

I thought perhaps beauty
belonged to those girls who giggled about...

I must've been half drunk
on honeysuckles...

My heart, a slope
of steep apprehension...

I have all this love;
here, in the palm of my hand...

There are days I feel like an ant
scurrying about the sidewalk...

Sometimes I feel I might choke on love,
it can seem so heartless and cold...

If love were a star;
I'd wish it to...

Bright stars hang themselves
upon midnight's scenery...

Charlize Theron graces the cover
of this month's Marie Claire magazine...