Melissa Guillet
Photo: santarosa
I look at the web of hair
Slowing the flow of water
Down the drain
Queen Anne’s lace looks the same
A delicate, webbed weed
Who’s saving grace
Is a fancy name
And a heady smell
Beauty found in what is cast aside
Even clipped fingernails
Can be as iridescent
As a sliver of moon
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