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[Now, her hair …]


ISSUE:  Spring 2012

Now, her hair. Little flurries to brush off
her clothing, wet clumps after showering,
blocking the drain. Her good husband banters
What do you think, a bonnet?—stalled at the

open bathroom door, copping a look at
the body he adores. It’s not until
the next week that the steroids puff her up:
Your cherubic phase, he quips. This treatment’s

like aging (O, let them grow old!). Taking
each fresh loss lightly, trying not to care.

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