Tag Archives: Hair

what it means, uncovering what’s hidden

your hair was long when we met, hippy hair my mother called it carbon-dating herself or estimating age in tree rings; polished brown chestnut, curling slightly to tease your neck where it met your shoulders I braided it for you once, a … Continue reading

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is this the Olympics or miss USA?

sorry about the hair women girls, I was busy shaping this  body these muscles that strength tight and precise as a strung bow to send flesh like the toned arrow it is into that shiny gold target too busy to notice the … Continue reading

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