glimpses of you
in the bathroom mirror
my vanished father
glimpses of you
in the bathroom mirror
my vanished father
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Reblogged this on richwrapper and commented:
Saw this first in twitter…I see dad in my older/younger brothers. Which explains why, mostly, I prefer to pee on the podocarpus hedge. The beard proves how often I look thereupon said silvered glass shield which lies so convincingly. I know your dad had a mighty fine son, Juice. All else a matter of shaving.