Hair

My hair is getting weird

There’s a long tuft on top which just showed up.

If it wasn’t for this fucking virus

I would go to the salon

For a styling

But here I am stuck in my house

Looking mournfully into the mirror

With an electric clipper in my hand

The one my husband uses every few weeks or so

For his buzz cut

My hair is thin anyway

I can see my scalp peeking through in places

An aging thing I guess

Maybe

A buzz cut would be youthful.

I swear

I am such an optimist.

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