“The only things
Charlotte talks about are:
Curtain bangs;
her dog;
and Stranger Things.”
My daughter,
on her friend.
After a deep sigh, she expands:
“I say, 'Ugh it’s humid!'”
And she says: 'Curtain bangs!
They’d save you.'
"And then she goes:
'I mean, well. You’d have to put a lot
of work into them.
But then you’d have them!'"
My daughter rolls her eyes.
I then catch her in my periphery
as her fingers trace
the sides of her face
framing out potential fringe.
This is thirteen.
2026 Poetry Challenge - Faux Lament - Generational - Humor - Poems - Pun-y / Tongue-in-Cheek - Short-form Musings - Snarky - Unserious
