Hair in the Shower

by The Quiet Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

It gathers near the drain more quickly than I expected. I turn off the water, wrap the towel, and sit on the closed lid until the room stops tilting. Later, my daughter brings scissors. We do not call this brave. We call it Tuesday. She cuts slowly. I choose what happens next to one small part of me.
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