Sweet Gift

sweet gift

i never thought
i would
look like this
again...
hair dancing
at parallel angles
my skin
a rash of volcanoes
bags resting
under my red-steaked eyes
everything else
unmentionable...
and then
rachel catches me
near tears
peering at the stranger
in the mirror
and gently
she touches my face
and whispers
into my elbow...
"mom...
you are so beautiful..."

 

December 1998

 

 

 

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