REFLECTION
for Anna Langan Brautigan
In a distance made safe by light
I see you before your mirror
spin your hair into a circle
carefully, with warm precision
as though such tasks were luxury.
Wrapping and fastening your hair
with large hairpins shaped like A’s,
you tilt your head gently left then
right, catching a stray strand
you place a final hairpin and
turning to me smile easily
across the decades of your death.
© Barbara Alfaro
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