Trim Time

It’s near 500 days since I was shorn,
and over 50 years since I outgrew
attempts to have long hair. I wasn’t born
with frizzy curls – they came along with new
hormones, with dieting and pimples too.
I let it grow in quarantine and whim –
it may be time to book at least a trim.

(Rhyme Royal)

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