I was so gentle with the razor
sliding across delicate skin
removing unsightly hairs –
it’s what ladies do they say –
I still managed to nick myself
I watch small droplets of blood
fall onto porcelain sink
the things we do to be
considered desirable
- Written for dVerse Quadrille #87-Quick! Nick us a poem!
What a fantastic title; so visceral. I have sooooo many scars from these such tiny nicks, over the years.
ReplyDeleteLove the title - and I know just what you mean!
ReplyDeleteHi Arcadia. Wonderful use of the word nick in your quadrille. I grew a beard to avoid razors... :-)
ReplyDeleteLol good move
DeleteI feel for you girls.. for me it's enough having to shave my face.
ReplyDeleteMade me smile.....I most especially remember those early days when I was just learning to do this. Now in my 7th decade, it's a bit more difficult to bend and maneuver to do! :) LOL
ReplyDeleteLillian I think I'll give up by 70 lol
DeleteThank you everyone for reading and commenting 🙂
ReplyDeleteGreat visual metaphor, your title.
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