The Hot Comb

by Sharon Harvey Rosenberg

 

The hot comb rakes

my hair

into sizzling lines

 

Smoothing a mix

of kinky waves

and nappy curls

leaving me bald

with see-through ends.

 

With a hot lick

of smoke

it bites my locks

with iron teeth

melting my roots

with tongues

of fire.

 

 

HAIR!!!! POETRY BY
Sharon Harvey Rosenberg
e-mail: Sharonhr@bellsouth.net

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