I spent 20 minutes trying
to get my hair to look halfway decent
for the church gathering
and failed miserably
and I can’t afford to keep paying stylists
for the burlesque performances
I don’t even know why I’m doing
(it’s for the poetry)
so I stomped into a salon
and said “Get rid of it.”
“…All of it?” They asked.
“Yes,” I said,
“Get this crap off my head-
it’s annoying. Let’s
Sinead O’Connor this-
it can only help me
look like more of a feminist.”
They talked me down
into a bob
and Oh, don’t I
feel pretty now.

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