Wednesday, November 10, 2010

On Motherhood: Aging





What a pretty girl
the adults told me
what a smart girl
they said
their tongues honey’d
their eyes far-flung.

What I wish they’d done
was held me up to a mirror
and touched my face
and told me to get used to this sight
these curves and planes
the only thing I trust

and even it will eventually betray me.

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