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26. The Cut

Today I told her

cut off four inches,

all the ends split

by rocky winds

of the hot sun of a summer

I no longer own.

Clean as a backfire

shot off between three story

brick buildings, the three 

stories of desert were severed.

My hair swings free,

blunt cut and clean

as the season change.

Posted byNatalieMay 11, 2024Posted inUncategorizedTags:haircut, poetry, seasonsLeave a comment on 26. The Cut
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