Mona
A portrait of quiet strength, seen in a creature that never realized its own size.
She isn’t mean. She isn’t clumsy.
She just doesn’t know how large she is.
People laugh when she sits on the others,
but I see something different—
a creature built for power
that never got to use it.
Not dominance. Not defiance.
Just a kind of unspent potential,
the kind that hums quietly under the skin
when the world only ever asked you to behave.
Alexa Daskalakis