She forgot to put her face on
as she ran out the door,
late to work, late to life,
hair running wild into curls,
jeans spilling hapharzardly
from winter boots.
Used to the abrupt splintering
of her usual falling to pieces
she didn't recognize
herself unraveling until
she discovered the fibers
pooling at her feet.
Unraveling is progress from the abrupt splintering. Miss you Kylee! ~Andra
ReplyDeleteThe unraveling reveals the face beneath the one she presents. A gift.
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