i always knew you were there
but we’d never met.
you’re in all the worn photos of my own childhood
a bald baby til almost a bald toddler.
we had 31 years of peace, symbiosis
hair grew, chicken pox briefly visited, lathered on in the shower but never worried about
i saw you. just last week. why.
you’ve made yourself known. i see more and more of you as the hair leaves
the hair the hair the hair is everywhere
hair on the baby. hair in the shower. hair on the pillow. hair on the husband.
i didn’t want to meet you.