Tagged: haircut
in the middle of
in the middle of
every haircut, there is an
opportunity
to go shorter, no, even
shorter – have hair, will travel
.
20210928:1912
y
ashley and tom are
ashley and tom are
bullying my hair into
submission, choosing
only the right adjectives
to bluntly memorialize
.
20190729:2016
y
** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: bluntly
here i am, plugging
here i am, plugging
back in, connecting
everything to
the universe, gloves
off, no excuses –
on the off chance
that a haircut could
bring Spring back,
alter courses
.
20150217:0901
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there’s a new haircut
there’s a new haircut
feeling about loss –
how, even after days or
weeks, you are learning
to re-recognize yourself
in the mirror, and stray
snippets keep loosening
and falling off
when you shower,
blow-dry, each a
memory
to be washed down
or somehow recovered
.
20140527:0901
y
a haircut is
a haircut is
always nearly
new, undeniably
changing the
subject, extending
the same words
.
20130810:1955
y
for a couple of
for a couple of
Buddhists, we were
pretty torn when
we heard of
our barber’s
departure.
impermanence
often hits you
when you least
expect it, but
the truth of
the matter is –
if they’re not
shaving you,
they’re most
likely shaving
someone else
.
20111018:0830
y
somewhere across
somewhere across
the top of my
head, on the
surface, the cells are
re-evaluating,
calculating, and
taking data points
back to the rest
of the body –
lighter, lighter,
not just how much
but so much
lighter
.
20110906:0827
y
nothing swings
nothing swings
like a new do –
on its train ride home
.
20110409:1506
y
ten years later,
ten years later,
they are still
dropping by, in
the same worn
chair, now on
their separate
schedules –
my father
and brother –
as close and in tune
as a shave and
a haircut,
two bits
.
20101104:2124
y
20080326
the sound
of snow repeatedly
pressed
like a panini, with toasted
tracks left in the wake
of succulent
steps –
the thought
of grandma
finally being able
to afford
a new set of
teeth
at seventy-eight –
the look
on the new barber’s face
down in the
hole-in-the-wall
as he received
his one-hundred-percent
tip –
the bowl
of congee
waiting at the end
of the day, hot
with scallion
pearls and roasted
peanuts –
the magic
of you
stopping time on the train
tuesday morning
suspending the count-
down to tardiness
with a look
.
20080326:2203
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