something i wrote when i was eighteen
sometimes
i’ll get out of the bath,
and look in the mirror.
i’ll look at the way the water rims my lashes
and flecks through my eyebrows and hair,
catching the light with a glisten. ...
i’ll get out of the bath,
and look in the mirror.
i’ll look at the way the water rims my lashes
and flecks through my eyebrows and hair,
catching the light with a glisten. ...