Desert of Youth
“Nip and tuck” her surgeon says,
crow’s feet on the run
Tighter skin on feathered whims,
botox zero-sum
An ageless wonder creaks inside,
bones preserve the tale
And when she smiles her lips on fire
—wanton to regale
(The New Room: December, 2021)
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