Nice Haircut

by Roseanne Freed


A woman in one of those large cars
from the sixties,
the kind with big fins,
a white one,
stuck her head out her car window,
Nice haircut, she yelled.

Strange comment
when I badly needed a cut,
but hey it’s nice to be noticed,
especially in Hollywood,
and by another female.

Did you hear that?
I told my Prince of Poodles,
who was taking me for a walk.

He wagged his tail.
He’d gone to the groomer yesterday
and looked so handsome
in the fluffy Teddy Bear clip.


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Roseanne Freed grew up in apartheid South Africa and now lives with her husband in California, where she takes inner-city school children hiking in the Santa Monica mountains. A Best of the Net and Pushcart nominee, her poems have appeared in Blue Heron Review, MacQueens Quinterly, ONE ART, Naugatuck River Review, and Writing in a Woman’s Voice among others.