PARTIAL FOIL
for Odie
She sets a tinfoil square close
to my scalp, separates a hair
section, dips her wide brush
into lavender goo and paints.
Comb for straight edge
she folds the foil, says I
could choose my own name.
I've decided on Ama-
it rhymes with Gramma,
but has way more glamour.
2 comments:
I'm Nana, like my Nana.
My mother was Granny. Ynet, I say to that.
yeah, no granny, ya gotta hunch! I love Nana!
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