A miscellany like Grandma’s attic in Taunton, MA or Mission Street's Thrift Town in San Francisco or a Council, ID yard sale in cloudy mid April or a celestial roadmap no one folded—you take your pick.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
“reflections”
reflections
the mirror is a two sided coin
showing me, as i dress
(up, like the girl i'm not)
but this parody
of someone else's woman
isn't all i don't want to see
behind my lipstick
up-do, pearls
lurk worse things
than prostitution
the shadow watching over my shoulder
spares sardonic sartorial remarks.
it knows where i sleep,
where my children sleep
and i, i am half grateful
for my knowledge
for the dirt beneath my nails
my impatience
and the inelegant wobble
of my heels
half wishing it all away
so what i see in darkness
i could call a nightmare
so i could pin diamonds
without seeing blood
Mairi Graham-Shaw
© 2012
Image links to its source
Porträt von Wally (1912): Egon Schiele – Wiki Commons – public domain
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