By Duane Anderson
PROMPT — The way I see it ...
My face had gone unseen,
at least by me for several weeks
after the bathroom mirror had been removed
for a remodeling project,
and the replacement, yet to be delivered.
Were my eyebrows growing wild,
my hair all messed up,
my skin getting all wrinkly,
my nose hairs in need of a haircut?
I decided on no,
it really didn’t matter what I looked like,
let the mirror be banned for life.
I look just fine,
and no one has told me otherwise.
I look as beautiful as ever,
and if unconvinced, go ahead,
just peek at my good-looking twin
in the mirror whenever it reappears.
Duane Anderson currently lives in La Vista, NE. He has had poems published in Fine Lines, Cholla Needles, Tipton Poetry Journal, and several other publications. He is the author of On the Corner of Walk and Don’t Walk, The Blood Drives: One Pint Down and Conquer the Mountains.
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