Time for a Trim

I shaved the back of my head today.  Number 4 guard.                   It’s never been that short before.

Maybe now my fingers won’t perpetually end up there, running through my hair,                                                                    The way yours always did.

Maybe now I’ll regain control over my own body.                          Over my own life.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

About Suzanne

I write poetry, flash fiction, quotes and personal essays. Words flow forth like a river that cannot be dammed. Writing is my soul.
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