Girl in the Glass
by Amy Nadboralski
A street I have walked a thousand times.
I was just passing by.
There she was.
A girl in the glass,
caught mid step,
hair lifting in the wind
as if the world made space for her.
Moments passed without recognition,
a soft beauty I had only ever aspired to reach,
someone I thought existed far outside my grasp,
moving with a quiet graceI could only imagine.
Her gaze met mine,
The slight turn of my head mirrored,
the breath I drew rose quietly in her chest.
And slowly it settled.
This was not a stranger.
Not a dream.
Not a future version of myself.
She was me.
A reflection that did not argue.
A window that did not deny.
A girl in the glass who finally
said yes.
I walked on with a different weight in my chest,
something lighter, something new,
as if the part of me that had been waiting
finally stepped out of the reflection
and took my hand.
Amy Nadboralski is a poet drawn to themes of identity and the static of existence, shaping lines with both memory and intention. A trans woman, writer, poet, and programmer, her creative work moves fluidly across disciplines. Her work attends closely to transformation, time, and the subtle negotiations of becoming, exploring identities that remain open, iterative, and alive.
