Unbound

by Sharon Harvey Rosenberg

 

Knotting:

My unbound hair turns

on itself, coiling

into single-strand

knots and tangles.

Annoyed:

I separate

and snip

the locking loops.

Sighing:

There were no knots

when my kinks were

straightened

smoothed

hair

hanging

limp

lifeless

like

nooses

from trees.

 

But I'm Unbound:

and thanking God

For napping,

Knots.

 

 

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

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