A good plume spray helps me feel whole but merely the name of a cheese from goats makes me run to my colognes What else could it mean      to “become an adult” but the purchasing power      for creams & powders ~ I swore off soap ages ago ~ My mirror tells me     Beauty is freedom though it is such a burden too The staring becomes so tiresome ~ … Continue reading “Vanity Pigeon” by David Leo Sirois