November 29, 2017

Hair Cut 

Your mom was the kind of person

who forgot the leftovers on the stove—

she didn’t even flinch opening the door, 

my hands twist-tangled in your long, girl

hair, your striped, Target t-shirt crumpled

beside us on the floor—a small monument

to matching bodies, to hold...

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