This is Jomil. She is my artistic advocate. She constantly challenges my notions of smallness. She provides me with a safe space to vibrate my vocal cords in tones I reserve for the pages I secret away. She is constantly forcing my posture as if she were the elocution coach of my soul adjusting my articulation and verbiage to bring me to focus on the possibilities in front of me. After all, I am the mirror, not the window.