He smiles, but she just doesn’t see. In the original Portuguese version of Garota de Ipanema, men simply watch her pass. They marvel at her beauty, her sway, her lightness. …

You don’t exist for anyone’s pleasure. You are not a shape to be molded, not a canvas for their brush, not a mirror reflecting their comfort. Who you are is …

Ancient rhythms sang A sea of blue wings Named for a Persian King With daybreak, wings pulse Lupine’s pleasant companion Never far from surf’s plume Famous to the few who …