Happy Birthday Lola!

She's 8 today.

And an old poem (but she hasn't changed):


LOLA CUTS HER HAIR

Four, she’s mostly boy, all
rib cage and small

of back, naked to the waist.
When I offer

a simple yellow sundress--
the final remnants

of my little princess
dreams, she shakes

the memory
of her copper curls,

swears, Never!