Sweat streams off my skin
As my body releases
What’s no longer mine
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The Day I Stopped Avoiding the Mirror
That autumn was the first time I truly stood still in front of the mirror. Not the quick glance while brushing my teeth, not the distracted look before rushing out the door. I mean standing under the bathroom light, staring at my hairline as if it were trying to tell me something. The corners had receded—just a little. Maybe no one else would notice. But I did. It felt like watching the tide pull back, exposing more shoreline than yesterday.
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Whoaaaa, this was so freaking deep! Awesomeeee Haiku!
I've never really liked saunas. But the idea of sweat as releasing that which is no longer mine, I like that. A lot.
Oh yes. So good! Physical/mental sweat. Great haiku! 💫💞
Great haiku