Look,
I can’t fault you for being scared.
I understand
if the city seems overwhelming
imposing
or omnipotent.
I get it.
You’re not woman enough
to hack it
here, where
if you can make it,
a reciprocal relationship is put into place elsewhere.
Everywhere, in fact.

There’s no shame in admitting your limits
your inadequacies
your inability to accomplish anything
– anything important, I’ll allow.
If you can’t deal with the fast pace
the quick thinking
the requirements, expectations and atrocities
of Big Town,
it’s all right.
It’s OK.

I wish it weren’t like that.
I’d hoped you would have more grit.
I wanted you to be stronger
but
if you’re not,
then you’re not.
If you have to run home,
legs around tail,
then so be it
and so long!
Don’t let the door hit you
as you flee.
And one more thing:
Don’t go.