I smile (a poem for #eacheverywoman and #yesallwomen)

I smile

and choose the red lipstick

 

that makes my teeth shine like white stones

 

as if they were solid marble

 

too

 

hard

 

to give under

 

a fist.

 

 

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  This poem and others like it, along with matching photographic illustration can be found in my first poetry anthology, available on smashwords, entitled What Makes a Mean Girl.

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