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Friday, September 19, 2008

Underwire

There is a thin blade of metal
curving beneath my left breast
it is coming loose and cutting into my chest.
I try to push it back but
whenever I move, I
once again feel a sharp suspicion that
it has come undone.
Later, I realize
that an underwire is sometimes like life-
nice until it falls apart,
edging painfully closer to your heart.
I laughed a little,
and put on a new bra.



That bra was one of my favorites, too.
:(

2 comments:

alia said...

i hate when that happens...

Briana A Burke said...

yeah I've been there... too many times (i.e. in the middle of class, in the middle of work, during a portfolio review...)