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At The Red Rock Cafe

I dated a girl with very short hair
You could not run your fingers through it
I mean it was really short!

But she had beautiful long hair
captured in photographs in frames
she displayed in her home

I had questioned why she now kept her hair so short
She replied, as matter-of-factly as you could imagine,
“I’ve worn it this way for some time now,
so no one can beat me and pull my hair again”

At the café near the corner
I thought about her bravery
when she asked me if I liked lattes
as much as she did

Style / type: 
Free verse
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I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Last few words: 
True story. Hitting a woman is the most cowardly act.
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Content level: 
Not Explicit Content


has she gotten away from the guy who is hitting her? I hope so. I remember how it feels to be brutalized, many, many years ago. it takes a great deal of courage and resolution to leave. then there is the mater of ptsd.

a very good write!

*hugs, Cat

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Thanks for the visit C. Yes, she had been away from the coward for a couple of years by the time we met. I was much younger at the time, and was not the person she needed at that time so we both moved on. She was an amazingly strong person.


Michael Anthony

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Thanks Mark! Really appreciate your comments.


Michael Anthony

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