She had always had the word.
It greeted her in morning’s mirror.
Unescapable. An ink faded indication
underneath the white towel
used to pat her face dry.
Now heavy bangs allowed
just enough
coverage for protection.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
She had always had the word.
It greeted her in morning’s mirror.
Unescapable. An ink faded indication
underneath the white towel
used to pat her face dry.
Now heavy bangs allowed
just enough
coverage for protection.
© Alicia Grimshaw 2017
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Hopefully someday she will give herself permission to grow out those bangs and pin up her hair. =)
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I love this response. Hiding is no way to live.
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Too tortuous for this mere man to contemplate ….
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Thanks for your reflection.
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Unescapable. An ink faded indication
underneath the white towel
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Thank you for your reflection Kirsten. I love to hear from you.
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Very good, a tinge of mystery to it.
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Thank you for sharing.
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