there were things trimmed in order to meet an idea of perfection– hair, words, laughter. not like that, like this. not so many, like less.not so big, like smaller. a thousand cuts would not save her. never enough, always too much–nothing left to trim. (c) ren 07.02.25 photo credit: myrnajacobs for Six Sentence Stories. PROMPT […]
nothing left to trim
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Heather Congrove
“an idea of perfection” – God’s idea of perfection is you being yourself 🙂
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Well said…
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