Looking Through Stained Glass

Woman Pering into Mirror

Somewhere. . .


somewhere . . .
(in the folds of lasts week's)
(or maybe last year's laundry)
the person
(when I'm not a mother)
who wrote poetry
(or being a lover )
drew still life
(balancing the checkbook)
designed clothes
(scrubbing a dirty collar)
and painted murals
(while vacuuming the carpets, again)
that did embroidery
(after the button is sewed on the shirt, again)
is in the mirror
(that needs to be cleaned, again)
trying to find herself
(after working overtime, again)
because she got lost
(showing someone else how)
somewhere...
(during the folding of last weeks')
(or maybe last years' laundry)...

 
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