Wednesday, December 10, 2003

I would normally never write about anything non-poetry related on this blog, but:

Just A Fact, Not A Poem

I've read of three bloggers this
week alone who are
growing beards. I am now
one of them.
The surpise appearance of
gold and burgundy has
offset the trauma of
white and gray. But
I hate the way it feels, as if
one of those scrub brushes Nana
used to so harshly clean my
nails with has
taken control of my
face and neck.

Off she goes by the weekend.

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