January 31, 2012 § 1 Comment

In the mirror, after a whole month, she, at last. Eyes that have always been brown islands in deep lakes of worry. Over the years, they’ve also lost grounds to salty seas. Long nose. You can count on it when falling. The eyebrows, her secret crowns. Small mouth which won’t lie enough. Drama and poetry drawn skin. Chestnut brown hair, long and slightly curly. From time to time, she forgets nature’s white warnings and nurtures youth with a fresh colour tone. Long neck, stretching all the way from her birthplace to her home place. Not a painless beauty way at all. And yes, she looks back from inside the mirror, because she wants to be noticed, but notice too: the girl in love, the girl in sorrow, the reluctant poet, the jolly lover, the uncertain mother, the mistaken human, the hopeful ghost. She and I agreed to be noticed and notice them all.


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