Her froth of white hair
Like a crisp shiny meringue
Fresh from the oven
I would rather go snow white than gray, but I'm not sure I want my hair to move into confection-helmet territory.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
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A year in the life of this crazy city. One haiku a day. One day at a time.
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