Mirror Talk

I look in the mirror at the slowly invading growth of black hair beneath the bleach blonde dye. I am thinking of chopping it all off and leaving the color natural. With every new haircut, I am starting to see the reality of myself more clearly.



I don’t know whether I am ready to see myself like this just yet.


I promise you will be so beautiful, you don’t even know.


What will people say? How will they react?


Those who fear you may look away;

Those like you will silently support you.

And those who love and celebrate you

will welcome you with open arms.


I’m scared…

and exhilarated.



I would expect nothing less

when faced with the formidable

fact of who you are.

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