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After She Left

After she left
I took the last box of dye from under the sink
and I went red, because she’d always told me
I should go darker
but she wasn’t here.

After she left
I rubbed bleach into my scalp and felt the burn of
the chemicals, and washed it out and
slathered red dye into my hair and stepped into
the shower and watched the red swirl slowly down the drain
with strands of hair and I reminisced of blood
and her hands
the first time she dyed my hair.

After she left
I cried,
but the water washed away my tears
and left my eyes puffy and red,
chemicals slowly killing my hair and
I sat down in the shower for a little while
and wondered how long it would take her
to do the same, strip away the color that I left with her,
replace it with something new, different,
unfamiliar.

After she left I went red.




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Rayne said...
Nov. 26, 2011 at 1:31 pm:
Thats good!!
 
CaseyLeigh This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Nov. 27, 2011 at 3:32 am :
Thanks so much!
 
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