Smile

My first husband

Said I smiled too much

So I tried to be cooler.

He thought smiling people were shallow

Unlike him.

He had great depth

Unlike me.

For years every time I started to smile

I would straighten out my face and turn

The corners of my mouth down

In a gloomy and poetic manner

Which unfortunately never lasted too long

Because I forgot right away.

I seem to have an incurable case of shallow.

About Karen To and Fro

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