plucking chin hair on a Wednesday night
an audio poem
no one ever told me
aging would mean
facial creams
lactose alternatives
tweezing chin hair
or massaging achy knees
all before 10 PM
I would’ve appreciated
the memo
instead, I’m stuck
doing all these things
and plucking ingrown hairs
from a stubborn chin
as I listen to
soft soul music
via surround sound
on a Wednesday night
the dog stands at
the master bath’s doorway
watching me fit a face
that takes so much
work to hold up against
all odds
I wonder if she has
a better way to
calm perimenopausal
symptoms or if she’s
just being so damn nosy
A Cornered Gurl 
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