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Poem: Mom's High School Reunion

Melting Mirror

Melting Mirror

Mom’s High School Reunion

INT: LADIES ROOM ACROSS FROM THE GYMNASIUM

She knots her hair


debris stuck in her curls


shredded notes


and fragments of glass


stabbing out
from her raven-pitched crown


the objects she carries
as the burden of her birth
show the cracks of labor


the dried river bed


bifurcating across her palms


the crossing
serration of stained glass


clenches the brush
as she covers the potholes of youth


years of advertising campaigns


magazine covers


anti-intellectual agendas


tainted her image

lead in the lipstick

pesticides

in her blush

a flock of ravens in her eyeliner


prayers
stuffed in her crows feet


picking at her cuticles
as she enters the gym
hoping
no one will recognize her

Comments

Shyron E Shenko from Texas on February 10, 2018:

Nick, I can relate and I do appreciate

Your description of the ravages of life

Especially of those of us

Born before our time.

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Blessings my friend

Rose on February 10, 2018:

Wonderful poem! Your descriptions are unique, yet incredibly vivid. Nice job.

Verlie Burroughs from Canada on February 09, 2018:

That would be me too, except I never go...Thanks for sharing Nicholas, your poem is indeed dramatic. Enjoyed.